Cheat On Her - Intellectual

[Intro]

You know it seems to me

That everyone is concerned with way it is

And they say that everyone cheats

Well, here's a question

If you cheat, don't you think that she will?

[Chorus 1: Carl Thomas]

Cheat on her now she's gonna cheat on you

But she does it classy at a hot little spot

At some rendezvous (Rendezvous)

Cheat on her, even though she's gonna cheat on you

'Cause she does it nasty with your best friend

And your brother too

[Verse 1: Cuban Link]

Yo, ayo, excuses, excuses, I'm sick of this bullshit

It's useless, you're ruthless, you accused of me cheating

But where's your proof miss? The truth is

You be flippin' too much with those loose lips

Is it because I got the chicks feeling my music?

If the shoe fits, wear it, yo, you be thinkin' I'm stupid

Acting like you don't do shit, I studied your movements

And you've been too slick since they first introduced us

Your used to being up in clubs dancing to Lewd shit

You should think before you speak, trying to blame it all on me

Eager to beef so you can leave and have a cheap excuse to cheat

See I know the game, baby, you've been acting strange lately

A little deranged, you changed, you ain't the same lady

Playing me shady, claiming that I'm running trains daily

Saying you hate me, maybe it's the fame that's making you crazy

Maybe it's me and just the way that I see it

Better believe it, if I never got caught, I never cheated

Keep it real, even the sweetest girls be cheating at will

Then you see 'em chillin' like if they don't be feelin' no guilt

Willing to deal with it, givin' you that devious grill

'Cause she feels you did it so she's getting even to heal

I know the deal

[Chorus 2: Carl Thomas]

Cheat on her, now she's gonna cheat on you

'Cause she does it nasty

At her friend's beach house at some allezvous

Cheat on her though she's gonna cheat on you

'Cause she does it nasty with

The whole Terror Squad foundation crew

[Verse 2: Big Punisher]

Thought I was living low key, official pimp daddy O.G

My whole steez was drinking beer and adultery

But don't sleep, a freak ain't always a mack

Then I found out my lil' sweet was blowin' out backs

She was lonely in track, started sipping Bacardi

Met some pimp at a party, now she stripping at Ardy's

Copped a whip and a Harley, mad kick in the body

Finally slipped at a hottie with the politic of Anagi

Probably ran more trains than the third rail

Fuck it, it's her world, mind you this used to be a church girl

So it's my worst fear, just knowing I'm responsible

When I sleep all I see is Mandingo throwing and king-kongin' you

Can't rest, it's like I'm hexed for life

How much respect you expect when niggas is sexing your wife?

Professional advice, ignore the whores and the hooters

'Cause pains of the heart hurt much more than the bruises

More than a loser, 'cause I lost love in the fast lane

Next time I'll think twice before I give away my last name

Its mad strain, mad strife, mad stress

But it's a man's game and your wife'll be next

[Bridge: Tony Sunshine]

I'm sorry (Baby, I'm sorry)

Is all that I can say

I cheated, I didn't mean it

Baby, I'm sorry

[Chorus: Carl Thomas]