*clapping*
(mo'nique)
Ain't nothing worse then a brotha
Who always bling blingin
Flossin, rollin like he got it like dat
Always up in your face telling you what he got
What he can bring to the table
And then it's like this n***a cinderella
'cause he always dropping yo a** off at midnight
And you can't seem to undersatnd
Why at midnight is he always dropping yo a** off?
'cause let the truth be told
He ain't bling blingin or sling slingin
He ain't doin sh**!
That 500 benz he drivin - thats his mamma's a
And that goddamn j**elry he wearin -all that sh** is ridded
And at 12:01, they come and lock his b**h a** up
Now ain't that some sh**? ?