It Ain’t My Fault [AKA pus*y-eater cum-hand Marion”] lyrics

[Chorus]
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? I'm f*ckin' your girl
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? She came onto me

[Verse 1: Daz Dillinger]
Why you mad? Hey, I ain't got nothin' to be mad about
I'm in my house with my balls up on yo' couch
Wit' the remote in hand, di*k in the other
Waitin' on yo' b*tch to bring me a rubber
In and out, out and in
It was us to begin, then was just her and her friends
Gettin' busy for B-A-Diggy, we hit the city
Me and Kurupt — Bad Azz, Dogg Pound committee! (Yeah!)
(Question!) You see how your girl act around me?
(Question!) Look at yo' phone bill, see how she hound me?
(Question!) When she around, she stop holdin' your hand
(Question!) She's my b*tch, and you her man (Haha!)
Awareness! Me and you — yeah, we can share this
I don't f*ck bareness, n*gga, that's careless!
Don't hate me! Hate ya b*tch, congratulate this
Had sex when we back in the mix (Hahaaa!!)

[Chorus]
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? I'm f*ckin' your girl
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? She came onto me
[Verse 2: Bad Azz]
Me? I'm always checkin' game wit' my psycho factions
b*tch, I'm Super Bad like I'm Michael Jackson
Playa, while you sleepin', I'm creepin' all in yo' world
In yo' house, on yo' couch, dippin' all in yo' girl
We ain't always at yo' house, one time I took her out
We drove around town wit' my di*k in her mouth
Your love is my fun, yeah, I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
I'm a thug, she the one, I'm just f*ckin' yo' girl!
It's nothin' to a boss, so don't be mad at all
She a freak, you know the way she reach and grab some balls
Right before they wind up stuck in her jaws
Yeah, that's the way that she always get at me
You always outta town, so she always get at me
She seen me out wit' Daz, made some passes at me
She love this Bad di*k, so she always attack me
We f*cked on the floor, she ate my di*k like a Lunchable
You need a bigger bed that's more f*ckable!
For real, doe!

[Chorus]
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? I'm f*ckin' your girl
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? She came onto me
[Verse 3: Kurupt]
It-it ain't-ain't my-my thang
It ain't my club, it ain't my car
I didn't buy the rubbers, I didn't pick her up
But I'mma di*k her up and get my di*k and stick her up
Get your b*tch together, hold that b*tch!
'Fo' I get young Gail to fold that b*tch!
Gotstra, all the hoes want a piece of him
It's only the ones he di*ks and then releases 'em
See, your b*tch is a super freak
I f*cked yo' b*tch last week
D.P.G.! You know we smash the streets
Dippin' in the 'Llac, bangin' classic beats
See, I don't give a f*ck, who you talkin' to?!
I got one for her, and one for you
See, I don't know what the f*ck you wanna do
If it can happen to me, it could happen to you
But it ain't, but it ain't..

[Chorus]
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? I'm f*ckin' your girl
It ain't my fault I'm f*ckin' yo' girl
Can't you seeeeee? She came onto me