Groupie Therapy Lyrics - Labcabincalifornia - Pharcyde

(bootie brown) 

I was standing, one of the cast of many 

I would give anything to swing hand in hand 

With her but it was just a blur 

I couldn't blame her, why give up fortune and the fame 

For a nigga who can barely afford his name 

So the dame kept aim at the stars 

I'm often thinking about her 

When I'm waitin on calls across the border 

Made sure my rhymes in order cause 

That moment could be near and it was 

Now my attorney is tellin' me to sign here 

So I appear and perform international 

The time came she stepped to me I thought rational 

But she knew I wanted it 

She walked around and flaunted it like a peacock 

I knocked the reebok now she jock 

Blowin up the pactel and the doorbell 

Had to check myself as well love boat won't sail 

Cause I'm not captain let them know from the start 

I let you break me off but I won't let you 

Break my heart 

(slim kid3) 

So I'm surrounded by bitchery now this is 

The most incredible shit in slim kid history 

So watch if you will the moment some good 

Shit pops and they be foggin up ya grill 

Overly thrilled to get you in ya ass like massingil 

Still burnin shit now and I'm still learnin how not to fuck 

With ya baby or make ya my old lady 

You just overcasting ya ass is shady tryin to block 

The sunlight with all of that hype and now I'm discontinue'n 

All of this pipe that I've been layin as long as you keep 

Swayin to anotha crew's tempo I gotta let you go and that's 

Simple so get it through ya two temples because i'm 

Tryin' to live fatter than a blimp ho 

And you're exempt and I won't symp on a write off 

So step out my world and turn the light off 

(fat lip) 

She was my high school sweetheart down from start 

When all I had was high hopes my health and my art 

But when I got fame she became unsure 

If I could still feel the same when I came off tour 

I said "for sure" 'cause what God gave us, girl, I'm grateful 

No need to be insecure baby your nigga's faithful 

So now I'm off doin' dates in a gang of states 

And as my status elevates I see the baddest eights 

At the backstage gate lookin' great straight 

Waitin for a nigga so now I figure 

"hey I only live once I'm goin' all out today" 

Made a call out to l.a. to say what had to say... 

Now I get back the very next week only to learn 

The tables turned like a technique twelve hundred 

Last thing in the world that I wanted was my girl goin' out every 

Night gettin blunted 

And zooted with a clique of well known 

Reputed groupie hos from all the hip hop shows 

Backstage with her little backpack tryin to get chose 

By anotha nigga with talent wealth and fame 

Oh I suppose I guess I got myself to blame for turnin 

Her out into a hip hop freak now I seek counseling 

From a therapist twice a week 

(imani) 

So let me speak about the freak so let me speak about the 

Freak 

Instantly she made another selection 

Because he was in the lime plus had 

The money connection "correction" 

"way more paid" is why she laid and played 

A charade in the game of deception 

This miss-mysterious mistress is just an actress 

Of the mattress 'cause she's a wanna be mack-tress 

Well built-but equipped with the tackiest of tactics 

And I hate it why this is dedicated to all of them 

Type of women who still be swimming lost and confused 

In the lake of illusion with no values is why they're 

Constantly losin'