Jail Visit (interlude) Lyrics - Double Up - Mase

Yo, yo check it, when we go in to see the nigga, B 

Just say it, B, that's all you gotta do wit' this nigga 

Oh man, that's, that's more your man than mine 

Yo, why the fuck you can't just say what you said 

You was gonna say when you seen him on Saturday 

And you saw him and you still ain't say it 

And it's goin' on Sunday, though 

Man you tell him half, I'll tell him the other half 

What the deal? 

Whassup my nigga, got your gomez, me and Trey here 

Yo, y'all still on the corner, huh? 

Whassup man? 

Nigga don't look right clean, right? 

This nigga don't smoke no more 

Hard to tell, huh? 

Yeah, I'm alright 

Okay, so let's rip your pockets open, what's the deal? 

You know I'm gettin' married and all that, right? 

Word? 

Yeah, now you definitely gotta tell him 

Fuck you mean I could tell him? 

One of y'all better tell me, come on, whassup? 

Mase, you gotta tell me, hit me 

I'll fuck y'all niggas up if y'all don't tell me 

Yo check it, you know shorty got a trick, not a trick 

But you know, it's a trip that, that you know, we was watchin' 

We was coming out the club and shorty was getting out the car 

With money that we ain't shottin' at on 18th street 

What shorty? Not my shorty 

The one I'm gettin' married to? 

The shorty you gettin' married to 

Fuck that bitch, yo 

Wasn't gonna marry her anyway, you know? 

I'm just tellin' her dreams, you know me 

Little devil 

Oh, man 

Word B, fuck that bitch, though 

If you say it, fuck that bitch 

Not my fuckin' shorty 

Not my fuckin', fuckin' bitch 

Y'all crazy man 

Y'all mothafuckers is crazy 

You what's wrong with you, dog? 

I loved her