i don’t chase ’em lyrics – devin the dude

“i don’t chase ’em”
(feat. snoop dogg)

[intro: snoop dogg + (devin)]
bigg snoop dogg (snoop dogg…)
devin the dude
a lil sumn for the (something for the b*tcheeez…)
for the who?
(for the b*tches!)
for the b*tches, yeah!
oh, in case you don’t know
a yo devin (aha?)
sing it to em nephew, come on
(aight, let me do it something like this)

[chorus: devin]
i don’t chase b*tches, b*tches chase me
i don’t need to chase a ho, no no
i don’t chase b*tches, b*tches chase me
i don’t need to chase a ho, no no

[verse 1: snoop dogg]
i don’t chase b*tches, i let these b*tches chase me
they pop up at my shows, they know everywhere i be
like big snoop, we got all your cds
and we’ll do anything if you put us on your team
well aight b*tch, i sell a ho a quick dream
then back on the road, so fresh so clean
pimps up hoes down, n*gg* that’s the theme
and when they choose up, they get broke for everything
i ain’t mad at ’em, they just wanna be seen
flossin witta boss a picture in the magazine (cheese!)
the b*tches all scream chasing down my limousine
and when i hit the hotel they waiting at the wind
my down south southern b*tches out in new orleans
i can’t forget my texas b*tches faded off that lean
i don’t chase b*tches, these b*tches chase me
for my playa partner rest in peace pimp c


[verse 2: devin]
it’s like a 9 to 5, but i be high
i’m like the captain and my partner curtis bout to come by
and beam me up, you don’t see me much
cuz i be in top this better believe ho when up in ya
sl*ts don’t get much, freaks i make ’em geek
like dope fiends on this pipe, yep this meat
hoes they want clothes and sh*t, expectin me to unfold it
oh no no b*tch!
off to work i go to the studio or another show
some people spend dough just to see a brother flow
so blessings i gotta get ’em and grind all the time
a piece of p*ssy be the furthest from my mind
sometimes, when i be traveling, n*gg*z be asking me
where are my b*tches like i brought ’em all with me
and some n*gg*z be asking can they go find me a b*tch
but i have to dodge mo’ p*ssy than they’ll ever get, sh*t


[bridge: tony mack]
she keeps on taxing me
she won’t stop calling me, oh no no
this ho keeps stalking me
that b*tch won’t leave me alone, oh no no

[verse 3: snoop dogg]
i told this b*tch that i was cool on it, but she just wouldn’t listen
and now she tryna blame me for her current condition
hey b*tch i ain’t even trippin, i told you i’m into pimpin
see i’m a hustle boy, baby, and i don’t chase b*tches
all i do is check hoes in every city i visit
and put they number in my phone and later on i hit it
b*tch jock from a distance, quit burnin my minutes
either you comin thru or not, it don’t make me no difference

[chorus x2]

/ devin the dude lyrics