[Verse 1: Jay NUKE$]
Looking up to God asking what the f** is up
Looking straight, I see a bad b**h that's down to f**
Which decision, God or women, well damn is it tough?
All I gotta say, there's a mirror right above
Took her home hit it from the back and from the front
Eat her out like a mothaf**ing gourmet lunch
p**y good you know imma have to hit it twice
Hit it so hard you know she ain't gon be walkin right
She ain't walking right
She ain't walking right
Money, hoes, clothes only important things in my life
In my life
In my life
Whole time getting bomb head from your housewife
Don't need some gucci flip flops just to f** your b**h
You know she's gon' wanna a man just to make her rich
I don't trust these ladies cause they always f**ing shady
You think you gon' get this money girl then you f**ing crazy
Damn you crazy
You f**ing Crazy!
Get the f** out my face hoe you don't f**ing faze me
You not getting this money no matter what the case be
Get a job stripping and stop being so f**ing lazy
Yeah! You a f**boy I stay winning
And you f** boys, I know you don't like the women
Pull up to the spot clothing all linen
Two bad b**hes on each arm every means of sinning