It ain't nothing to cut that b**h off
It ain't nothing to cut that b**h off
So what you saying ho?
You know I'm the man ho?
I had to cut that b**h off that's what you get for playin' ho
I'm all about my grams ho, make me more stupid
And if you can't you useless like Chris Brown I'm throwin' deuces
Gotta keep my car coupeish if you wanna be my new b**h
They be like Thugga you rich why we still gotta do this
I don't f** with no broke b**hes only f** with hustlers
How you fine with no money better go get some customers
I f** 'em but don't trust 'em
I cut 'em but don't love 'em
Got pimpin' in my blood always put my money abve 'em
I see you lames cuffin' , but you ain't stopping nothing
Got your b**h in my bed givin' head 'til I'm busting
She say she got a rush f**ing with a thug n***a
She say she tired of losing f**ing with them scrub n***as
She say them tricks only good for buyin' new kicks
So she break 'em for their bread, then hop back on daddy dick
It ain't nothing to cut that b**h off
It ain't nothing to cut that b**h off
So what you saying ho?
You know I'm the man ho?