Verse 1:
These n***as be actin' like i f**ed
And didn't call 'em for weeks
Like they wantin' a n***a dick
In between they bu*t cheeks
They staight b**hy
Without their bleedin' and kotexes
The villain that go to texas
n***a got a plan full of o's and x's
What's yo' game plan?
n***as be sayin' you sabotagin' me
But yo' b**h be s**in' my dick,
She be tellin me that you dodgin' me
Like piazza, a n***a gots ta,
Keep my roster, with b**hes slidin' home,
No lickin' yo' sh**, yo' b**h is gone
n***as be thinkin' they makaveli,
Tryin' to bring drama
Soon as these n***as whoop that a**,
You talkin' dear mama...
But face to face, these n***as be cheesin' like velveeta,
Lookin smoked out,
Hitin mo' pipes than peter
Stuck with broke hoes, broke ?? and ??
Pussies that they be f**in',
Used up and sideways
Stretck marks for days,
She about two-hun,
Gotta get pissy drunk,
To f** her and have fun
[chorus]
These n***as and hoes act the same,
Can't tell em apart,
Always runnin 'round
Lookin for some sh** to start.
These b**hes run they mouth,
n***a, constantly
All in mine, n***a
All the time
It aint my fault
That yo' punk a** broke
Mad, cuz you only got
Stress to smoke.
I heard that sh** that you was plottin'
n***a you can try
To f** with mc ren,
But you must be high
Verse 2:
n***as be high because
They workin 9 to 5
But the villain be hibernatin'
Wakin up at 5... pm
You see them n***as be b**hy because
I wont let 'em up on my team
And give 'em a title like hakeem,
I'm peelin' caps like tangerines
Tellin' n***as i should
Break 'em off chips
Get 'em in clubs free
And take 'em on trips
Free-loadin' a** n***as
Lose all they sense
When they think they gon' floss
Off my expense
n***as be goin' corner to corner
Bringin' up the bill
Askin questions like the popos
Tryin to see if i made a mill'
Then they take that weak sh**
Back to they home fo' pillow ??
She shakin' her head like you tellin the truth
But she want yo' a** to walk
What the f** you expected?
Always b**hin' at me
When she f**in' yo' a**,
n***a she be seein me.
Go look in the room,
A costume, fo' haloween,
Of that black n***a, you know who
So you can live yo' dream
*chorus*
Verse 3:
I hear yo' ho punk b**hes talkin' sh**,
Tryin' to have some say
Tellin' other hoes they wouldn't
Give me no time of day
Still livin with they mommy
She babysittin' while you f**in
Gettin county cheques and money
From them n***as that you dick s**in
But n***a, why these b**hes all in mine?
Why, n***a, hearin bullsh** all the time?
Hoes from high school be wishin
They coulda got wit this dick
You know how they be in the car-hop clicks,
Muthaf**in' tricks
Now these hoes jockin'
Like all up on my style
You broke b**hes,
How you like me now?
Actin' like makin' cheese is a muthaf**in' crime
If i said "drop yo' panties",
b**h you drop em in a dime
*chorus*