Benefit of the Doubt Songtext
von Truth Hurts
Benefit of the Doubt Songtext
What u really tryin to do
Weve been getting down for a while and I think I mite be feeling you (you you you)
Junt one more test I gotta put you to
Are you a G are you a youngster
Coz I got otha things to do, baby whats up with you
Are been through enough games, to last me for a long time
And if u really tryin to do this, you need to come at me right, or you can miss me
I got too many otha niggaz in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite (you better keep it tite baby)
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Shoo do doo x4
All Im tryin to undertand is the silly little shit you pull
Like every time we hook up u gotta bring your krew
Like they servin you, like Im serving you
Do you dissaperar, for a week or two
Then come back around to find out I was pimpin boo
I keep it pimpin too
All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
To put it all at one lie
If you can′t then keep it moving
Coz I aint got time
I got too many otha niggaz in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite (keep it tite)
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Rap
U aint spinnin chips see
I got my own shit
I stash tha shop with
I keep falling for tha wrong dick
Fucked up aint it
I gots no time to waste time
I don't need I take mine
Ass fat like a bass line
Slim waistline, drama I don′t need it
They say Im shallow, that I speak sorta conceited
Coz I black out and be like, Naw nigga, beat it
Another number from my two way deleted
They way I walk I talk I sway
They wonder why I feel this way
I put it down, I no they scared of me
Kepp standing on my shoes, they stand next to me
I get this all day, all work and no play
Handle your business, if I let you hit this
I aint got no time for games
Excuses and bull shit tell me what is this
I got Mil, Dre, Mike and Steve
Trying to get a lil bit of time wit me
And got Tyronne on this side of town
Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down
I got choices and options too
You beta tell me what your trying to do
Think you beta tell me what you trying to do
Ima leave it up to you
All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
Is put it all at one lie
If you can't then keep it moving
(Coz I aint got time)
Coz I got too many otha niggaz in my life
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Weve been getting down for a while and I think I mite be feeling you (you you you)
Junt one more test I gotta put you to
Are you a G are you a youngster
Coz I got otha things to do, baby whats up with you
Are been through enough games, to last me for a long time
And if u really tryin to do this, you need to come at me right, or you can miss me
I got too many otha niggaz in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite (you better keep it tite baby)
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Shoo do doo x4
All Im tryin to undertand is the silly little shit you pull
Like every time we hook up u gotta bring your krew
Like they servin you, like Im serving you
Do you dissaperar, for a week or two
Then come back around to find out I was pimpin boo
I keep it pimpin too
All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
To put it all at one lie
If you can′t then keep it moving
Coz I aint got time
I got too many otha niggaz in my life (too many too many)
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite (keep it tite)
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Rap
U aint spinnin chips see
I got my own shit
I stash tha shop with
I keep falling for tha wrong dick
Fucked up aint it
I gots no time to waste time
I don't need I take mine
Ass fat like a bass line
Slim waistline, drama I don′t need it
They say Im shallow, that I speak sorta conceited
Coz I black out and be like, Naw nigga, beat it
Another number from my two way deleted
They way I walk I talk I sway
They wonder why I feel this way
I put it down, I no they scared of me
Kepp standing on my shoes, they stand next to me
I get this all day, all work and no play
Handle your business, if I let you hit this
I aint got no time for games
Excuses and bull shit tell me what is this
I got Mil, Dre, Mike and Steve
Trying to get a lil bit of time wit me
And got Tyronne on this side of town
Talking about he feel me and he wanna get down
I got choices and options too
You beta tell me what your trying to do
Think you beta tell me what you trying to do
Ima leave it up to you
All I ask of you baby (ask of you baby)
Is put it all at one lie
If you can't then keep it moving
(Coz I aint got time)
Coz I got too many otha niggaz in my life
To be putting up wit your shit
You beta keep it tite
U aint comin with tha realness, I can do without
Im gonna try to give ya tha benefit of the doubt
Writer(s): Shari Anita Watson, Melvin Bradford, Shaunta S. Montgomery Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com