Your Wife (feat. Dr. Dre)

Your wife, my bitch

Your love, my trick

Her mouth, my dick

I fucked, that's it

All night long I had her on her back in my Cadillac, bro

You should've heard her moan, same old song

I made her throw her back out when I sent her home

For better or for worse, she is

Your wife, my bitch

Your love, my trick

Her mouth, my dick

I fucked that's it

Straight pimp, no shit

Gave me your chips

I drove your whip

It's true, don't trip

What's my name, my name is Mr. Game

West coast big change, Mr. Fame

Bad bitch scooped her up same ole same

Fuckin' in the driver's seat while I'm switching lanes

Gettin' brains Long Beach, Compton thang

Shit ain't changed, that's how we do the damn thang

Draws down nuts platinum, let 'em hang

Wife missin' 5 a.m., who's to blame?

I'm the reason used magnum is in your range

And while she bounced out wit' me before you came

Fuckin' lame, you be handcuff sluts I banged

I ain't trippin', take 'em back shit my nuts is drained

On everything, this dick is shootin' Novocain

Have a bitch waitin' bus stop, in the rain

Simple and plain 'cause we's be off the chain

My nigga Nate Dogg kick game, please explain

Ring or no ring, a hoe gonna be a hoe

While you sleepin', she be creepin' out the back door

Comin' to meet me at the honey comb (honey comb hide out)

Smokin' and drinkin' dyin' to please me

While real playas keep playin' on

Playas play on, play on

Keep playin' on

Ladies playin' on, play on

Keep playin' on

Playas play on, play on

Keep playin' on

Ladies play on, play on

Keep playin' on

Your wife is my bitch

Your love is my trick

Your wife my bitch

Your love, my trick

Her mouth, my dick

I fucked, that's it

Straight pimp, no shit

Gave me your chips

I drove your whip

It's true, don't trip