Call It What You Want
WC (From Westside Connection) Lyrics
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Here's a story
About a bitch
About a bitch I once fucked wit
Now I want y'all to listen real close
Shit's a trip
Peep game
Damn near a wife to me
The bitch was just right for me
Stood by my side
Used to help me wit my hustle
Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tussle
I used to trust her wit my riches
I be in the kitchen cookin' chickens
While she be washin' dishes
150,000 in the attic
Pager blowin' up all night, my bitch never gave a nigga static
I used to make her mad enough to kill
Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my bitch was real
'Cause she never stole nothin'
Gaffled by the FED's 3 4 times and never told nothin'
But wait
My bitch is gettin' distant on me
No more back rubs and kisses
What's happenin' wit my little misses
Too sleepy for the sex play
Now what's really going on the same shit the next day
Damn I know she wouldn't fuck around
Still I taps all my phones and records every fuckin' sound
Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin' major
I duplicates the cap code to her pager
Now i receives every beat
'Cause I'll be damned if my bitch goin' be playin' me cheap
Call it what you want but I gotta know
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
Week and a half flies by and now I
Can't trust my bitch doin shit
Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop
The grocery store, and the health food spot
Dub you trippin I say to myself
'Is she all that?
I'm on my bitch ass like I'm lo jack'
Just hold that
I don't really like when she be callin her best friend
Pull up on the lot in a black Benz
I could smell it homie
It's goin down
These bitches bout to flirt wit some niggas and clown
Followed they ass to the Mo-Mo
Oh no
Damn this shit's for real
Now just imagine how a nigga feal
'cause I been livin wit a hoe
And worse than that a muthafucka didn't know
She got's to go
I hit the chronic 'cause
I'm on a mission
I'm havin visions
Of two dead bitches missin Christmas
I can't take it no more
I cocks my strap ?takes flight?
And kick the fuckin hinges off the door
I skimmed the room with the infared
And finds my bitch and her best friend naked in the water bed
Call it what you want but I gotta know
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
Now I'm confused
I puts my heat down
Mouth open like a muthafucka takes a seat now (?we's now?)
How long you been fuckin her?
I ain't know yo ass was on cock
Got me thinkin bout ? ?
She said I trust her like you trust me
If you trust we
Then us three could be livin in harmony
I get's to thinkin bout the pussy and the riches
Fuck it I guess I got two down bitches
Call it what you want but I gotta know
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
If my bitch fucks around then my bitch gots to go
Ha yeah
Tell ya about these little stank ass scrags
Ain't shit
I got two of em now
Fuck em
One for this braid right here
One for this braid right here
Gotta lick this middle one
Fuck ya'll
WC CJ Mac
The lyrics of the song "Call It What You Want" by WC from the Westside Connection tells a story of betrayal and mistrust. The singer is suspicious of his girlfriend's behavior and decides to spy on her by tapping into her phone conversations and reading her pager messages. He eventually discovers that his girlfriend is cheating on him with her best friend. The song is full of angst and anger as the singer feels betrayed by the one person he thought he could trust. The chorus of the song reinforces his resolve that if his girlfriend is cheating on him, then she has to go.
The song is an example of gangsta rap, a sub-genre of hip-hop that emerged in the late 1980s and early 1990s in the United States. Gangsta rap often features lyrics that glamorize violence, drug use, and the street life. This particular song is an excellent example of the themes and style of Gangsta rap, with its graphic descriptions of revenge and betrayal. The violent imagery and aggressive tone of the lyrics add to the overall intensity of the song.
Line by Line Meaning
Here's a story
WC is about to share a personal story
About a bitch
The story is about a woman
About a bitch I once fucked wit
He had a sexual relationship with this woman
Now I want y'all to listen real close
WC wants the listeners to pay attention to the details of the story
Shit's a trip
The story is going to be crazy
Peep game
He wants to give insight into the events that transpired
Used to have a bitch that was true to life to me
He had a woman who was loyal to him
Damn near a wife to me
She was so committed to him that he thought of her as a potential wife
The bitch was just right for me
She was the perfect partner for him
Stood by my side
She was loyal and supportive
Used to help me wit my hustle
She assisted him with his criminal activities
Down to pack straps and a cap if we had a tussle
She was willing to be violent if necessary to help him
I used to trust her wit my riches
He trusted her with his money
I be in the kitchen cookin' chickens
He cooked drugs in the kitchen
While she be washin' dishes
She did the household tasks
150,000 in the attic
He had a large sum of money stashed in the attic
Pager blowin' up all night, my bitch never gave a nigga static
His pager was constantly active, but she never complained
I used to make her mad enough to kill
He could sometimes anger her to the point of violence
Lipstick on the front of my draws, man my bitch was real
She marked her territory by kissing him and leaving lipstick on his clothing
'Cause she never stole nothin'
She never took anything that didn't belong to her
Gaffled by the FED's 3 4 times and never told nothin'
She was arrested by the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) multiple times, but never gave information
But wait
The story is about to take a turn
My bitch is gettin' distant on me
She is becoming emotionally distant
No more back rubs and kisses
She is no longer affectionate with him
What's happenin' wit my little misses
He wonders what is going on with her
Too sleepy for the sex play
She is avoiding having sex
Now what's really going on the same shit the next day
Her behavior is consistent
Damn I know she wouldn't fuck around
He believes she would not cheat on him
Still I taps all my phones and records every fuckin' sound
To be sure, he secretly records their conversations
Conversations wit her homegirl but nothin' major
He hears her talking with her friend, but nothing overly concerning
I duplicates the cap code to her pager
He copies the code to her pager to monitor all of her messages
Now i receives every beat
He receives every message sent to her pager
'Cause I'll be damned if my bitch goin' be playin' me cheap
He will not tolerate being cheated on
Week and a half flies by and now I
Several days pass
Can't trust my bitch doin shit
He no longer trusts her
Track her through the mall, the cleaners, and the nail shop
He follows her to various locations
The grocery store, and the health food spot
He continues to follow her
Dub you trippin I say to myself
He tries to reassure himself that he is not paranoid
'Is she all that?
He questions her character
I'm on my bitch ass like I'm lo jack'
He monitors her movements like a LoJack system
Just hold that
He continues to watch and wait
I don't really like when she be callin her best friend
He becomes suspicious of her friendship with her best friend
Pull up on the lot in a black Benz
He drives to the location where she is
I could smell it homie
He knows something is going on
It's goin down
He realizes they are about to cheat on him
These bitches bout to flirt wit some niggas and clown
They are being overly friendly with other men
Followed they ass to the Mo-Mo
He follows them to another location
Oh no
He realizes what is happening
Damn this shit's for real
He is shocked and disappointed by their actions
Now just imagine how a nigga feal
He is trying to express his emotional turmoil
'cause I been livin wit a hoe
He sees his partner as a promiscuous woman
And worse than that a muthafucka didn't know
He was unaware of her infidelity
She got's to go
He decides to end the relationship
I hit the chronic 'cause
He smokes marijuana to cope with the situation
I'm on a mission
He is determined to take action
I'm havin visions
He imagines various scenarios
Of two dead bitches missin Christmas
He has violent and disturbing thoughts
I can't take it no more
He reaches his breaking point
I cocks my strap ?takes flight?
He prepares his gun and moves toward his partners
And kick the fuckin hinges off the door
He enters the room forcefully
I skimmed the room with the infared
He uses an infrared device to search the room
And finds my bitch and her best friend naked in the water bed
He discovers them in an intimate situation
Now I'm confused
He is bewildered
I puts my heat down
He lowers his weapon
Mouth open like a muthafucka takes a seat now (?we's now?)
He is in shock
How long you been fuckin her?
He confronts his partner
I ain't know yo ass was on cock
He is surprised that she was promiscuous
Got me thinkin bout ? ?
He is considering various emotions and thoughts
She said I trust her like you trust me
She tries to prove her loyalty
If you trust we
She wants them to stay together
Then us three could be livin in harmony
She wants them all to live together
I get's to thinkin bout the pussy and the riches
He begins to think about her sexual exploits and their money
Fuck it I guess I got two down bitches
He accepts that they are both unfaithful
Ha yeah
He concludes the story
Tell ya about these little stank ass scrags
He is critical of promiscuous women
Ain't shit
He sees them as worthless
I got two of em now
He has become involved with two such women
Fuck em
He is dismissive of them
One for this braid right here
He has one partner for each hair braid
One for this braid right here
He has two partners
Gotta lick this middle one
He refers to sexual favors
Fuck ya'll
He is hostile toward promiscuous women
WC CJ Mac
Their names are mentioned at the end of the song
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: BRIAN K ROSS, GROVER WASHINGTON, GROVER, JR. WASHINGTON, LAMAR CALHOUN, WILLIAM L CALHOUN
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