D-Lo - Females' Revenge lyrics

​ Verse 1 [Destined LaCole]: Front on me and I'll aim for them pockets Must be, trippin on loud, obnoxious He got what he wanted, can't knock him Now I'm, Pullin out big guns, I co*ked them (Brrrr) In the Gen, there wasn't a problem Now n***as wanna cause problems Many lies means many problems But it's ok baby, I'll solve em Rule number one: There shall be no more crying Rule number two: Don't trust him, he lyin Rule number three: Let him stay with that B, if she was that bad, he would be, with me Number four: Be bout that action Do some more walking, less chattin Give that n***a no action Unless, you gonna be taxin Let him know that p ain't free You'se an Uber boo, no rides for free Stay doin you, by any means Before he, Ginuwine, in those jeans This is the sh** I should've done wit him Played a fine a** chick, what's wrong with him? If my MCM, rock MCM, sh** then n***a, imma rock wit him Now imma be aimin for pockets If I like those new Js, I'm rockin His money I'm finna deposit My jeans gon stay matching my wallet All he had to do, was be honest But n***as can never be honest If he treated you like a project Girl you should aim for those pockets Hook (4x): If he treated you like a project Girl you should aim for those pockets (3x) Verse 2 [Nairobi]: You fooled me once Now you fool me twice This time you gon' pay the price You looked me in my eyes and told me lies Said this girl I don't recognize Oh boy ain't that a shame Told you from the jump ain't playing games Sam Cooke it's gon be a change Like the undertaker bringing pain Pull up on you like a thief in the night With my hand out waiting on my slice Reaching new heights I do it precisely Ice is the only thing that can entice me Fighting for my rights Do the right thing like my name is Spike Lee Petty all 2017 So you know how I'm coming He knew I was up to something Ransacked in all black Then he took off running I can atest that I really like who I'm becoming Best you ever had And now you see me stuntin' That's probably why you keep frontin' Like I ain't the one you in love with Like I ain't the one you messed up with Flabbergasted like you seen a ghost Guess who got busted Crying bout me to my friends While I'm fixated on revenge And if it's too late for amends Girl you should aim for them pockets