There's A Price 2 Pay

There's a price to pay for the girls you lay

Life's gonna hand you a bill one day

Before your freedom or your life get took

Get a wife or a Playboy book

Sittin at a red light, tryin to get my head right

This girl passed with a monster ass

Mentally distracted, I mannishly reacted

My penis expanded, her number I demanded

The questions I asked her was nice and discreet

But now she's in my passenger seat, turn on the beat

Went to my castle, fucked without a hassle

Oh it felt great in her asshole

She was sexy, seductive, her name was Morgan

I loved the way she sucked my reproductive organ

I rode it and rode it, finally unloaded

Went to the bathroom because I couldn't hold it

Oh I looked down and I was trippin

Because I seen blood drippin

Off the tip of my penis, it don't take a genius

To figure she's a virgin, scrub my dick with detergent

I'm in the mix if you know what I mean

Cuz the girl is only sixteen

Your nipples are hard, your booty is soft

But cutie I need to drop you off, pass my keys

Smashin down the street, tryin to get rid of the broad

But her momma standin in the front yard

Lookin at me weird cuz I'm gangsta geared

I look kinda old with a fro and a beard

She looked at me as if I was Satan

I smashed off on my hundred spoked Daytons

Turned the shit up, had the bass cold woppin

Stressin like a motherfucker goin back to Compton

Turned down the street and I was skatin homey

Sheriff's department straight waitin on me

"We just need to ask a few questions homey"

Why the fuck you puttin these handcuffs on me?

Got to the station now they tellin me

That shit I did was a felony

Maybe you can release your rap tape

When you're through doin time for statutory rape

There's a price to pay for the girls you lay

Life's gonna hand you a bill one day

Before your freedom or your life get took

Get a wife or a Playboy book

Met this girl named Kim workin at M&M's

She was nice and slim, she got a man but she don't talk to him

You know, let her tell it

Sniff that pussy, you can probably smell it

Anyway she got a baby of course of course

Her and her man is goin through a divorce

We kept talkin so good so far

We started walkin back to my car

Fired up the engine, went to my house

Pulled down my pants, started cheatin on my spouse

With a slow tempo, I fucked the broad

But she's a nympho, bitch like it fast and hard

Oh my God this girl is odd

Lost my vision as I shot my wad

Put on my pants, cocked up my gat

I gotta get rid of this hood rat

Cuz she callin other men on my telephone

It's time for this bitch to take her ass home

After ejaculation

Took the bitch home with no conversation

No more Luther or Xscape

I pulled up my old white Too $hort tape

I'm playin "Dope Fiend Beat" and the shit still hit

I'mma make the bitch walk if she talk some shit

Got to her house, banked on the curb

Threw my head back, fired up some herb

She asked me, "Do you wanna come in?"

I said "Wait a minute woman, who do you live with?"

She said "I'm single, I don't play that shit

I don't lie, I tell every guy

You gotta call me first before you come by"

I said "Alright"

Put my car in park, then I walked inside

I hit the alarm on my '83 Caddy

She was yippin and yappin about her baby daddy

Talkin with a hoochie pitch

She called her baby daddy a little ol' bitch

Talkin shit, loud and fast

Bitch talkin bout she kicked his ass

Said she socked him, like a little ol' ho

But we was disturbed by a knock on the door

Damn, who is that? Where's my gat?

I hope I don't die fuckin with this hood rat

I'm tryin to be one of those Palmdale Playaz

But now I'm caught in some chaos

But now I'm caught in some chaos

But now I'm caught - anyway man

The TV and the radio was playin

I couldn't quite figure out what they was sayin

They voices started escalatin

And I'm sittin on the couch debatin

Should I stay? Should I leave?

Should I grab the bitch by her fuckin weave?

Sock her in the eye, bitch don't lie

You knew your baby daddy was fixin to come by

And you invited me in

Now look at the shape I'm in

My palms was sweaty, my muscles was tense

I stood up fool, I couldn't take the suspense

I walked to the door, kinda nervous

I'm not ready for a funeral service

Opened up the door, calm and cool

I got eye contact with the fool

She talked about him as if he was small

Come to find out he like seven feet tall

I spoke, he spoke, he gave me a pound with his hand

I walked right past the man

Jumped in my '83 Cadillac

Drove down the street then I never came back

Went to the house, grabbed the mic and started rappin

About the scandalous shit that coulda happened

There's a price to pay for the girls you lay

Life's gonna hand you a bill one day

Before your freedom or your life get took

Get a wife or a Playboy book