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Chedda Brings

This song is by Ginuwine and appears on the album The Senior (2003).

(Chorus)
I Was ready to change the game
You forfeited my love and still livin' the same
I felt like I was just wanted for the fame
It's a bit silly to think I would look again
'Cause you have lost this nigga and a damn good friend
I thought you sick arround but you couldn't stay
I was lookin forward to those betta thangs
I guess it's just the problems that the chedda brings
Just the problems that chedda brings

(Verse 1)
Thought I finaly found my soul sista
Convinced I had it all, fell in love qucker
Been goin through it all this time
And now I'm so sick of... your games
I'm so sick of your games
Girl, you're fuckin' with tha wrong nigga
Must be out your mind or on some strong liquor
How could I stay wit cha you right after neighborhood's been wit cha
I can't
You've already had your chance spendin, all my benjamins

(Chorus)

(Verse 2)
She was a San Francisco gold digga
And she knew how to put a hole in a nigga pocket for the cold figgas
Chain you up and whip you take your poloroid pictures
Oops, blackmail when she get annoyed wit cha
Oooh, she the type to do her thing
Type to lock you down, for half of the estate
From arround the way
So fellas beware of the fuckin' game
She'll ruin your name and empty all the savings just the same

(Chorus)

(Verse 3- Jose)
Jose had this biddy testin her game
Usin' her black gold
Thats what I guess she gets out my pockets
Chains like a lasso
It's past dough she's after my G's
Plus my reality
I max though payin her rent and now she mad at me
Is that so
Sayin' well jose you bout to blow
Doin' songs wit Ginuwine, Sole, and little mo
Im' like
What you talkin'
I don't know G and he don't know me
And you been talkin' sideways a little often
Thats why when my thing softens
I start to loose interest
A gold digga wit a fetish for riches
So bear witness
She the difference 'tween women and chickens skeazas and sistas
'Cause the chedda brings change in the game
We talkin figgas

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