What the f**?!
Made one mistake and f**ed everything up
What the f**?!
Everything up!!!!!
She was my girlfriend (f**en skank) so I thought
She was down for me (sh** head b**h) till I got caught
I was doin six months (up in a pen) sellin vikitin
She was getting bu*t f**ed (in her a** whole) by my friend
The day that I got out (ha ha ha ha ha) I bought me an axe
I hid in her bushes (come on b**h) smokin crack
He was drivin my car (what the f**?!) when they pulled up
I hit him in the muda faken back of the head (pwwaa) made the b**h throw up!
I k**ed sum body
O-o-o-o-o-over a b**h
O-o-over a b**h
Oh my God!
And I can't believe I did that sh**
O-over a b**h
What the f** is wrong with me?
b**h b**h
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f**?!
Wha-wha-wha-what the f**?!
Over this sh** head b**h I don't even know
What the f**?!
Any mooore
Wha-wha-what the f**?!
Bang pow boom baby! Wooooo
She was good to go (fo sho)
Took her to the movies (to the back row) We f**ed on the floor
She had pop corn in her puss (cum on her a**) She was freaky as f**
But she had a boy friend (Uh Oh) His name was chuck (f** him)
He caught us in a red light (muda facka) and swung for my eye (pwwa)
He f**ed up my paint (whaat?) chuck had to die
I jumped from above (hiiiaaaaa) stabbed chuck in the head
Then I got arrested (damn) now she's f**en dead instead
I k**ed some body
O-o-o-o-over a b**h
O-o-over a b**h
What the f** is wrong with me?
And I can't believe I did that sh**
O-o-over a b**h
b**h b**h b**h
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
What the f**?!
Wha wha wha what the f**?!
All for this sh** head b**h I don't even know
What the f**?!
Any mooore
Wha wha wha what the f**
I met her at the roller rink, I think, dressed in pink
Plenty of ink her nedden stank but I didn't care she had eye headed and a couple of years
I was in love like a f**en s**a f** the rubber I f**ed her blubber
I bought her sh** she taught me sh** I'm actin like a b**h so I ought to quit
Some dude, rude goose their a** she got mad and slap me fast tried not to cry in front of my crew
She asked me what the f** I'ma do
He was a tree like seven three
And she wouldn't let it be
And finally he got shot I got arrested
She moved on and now I get molested in jail
You gota ask your self whose the b**h? Whose the b**h? Whose the b**h?
You better ask your self whose the b**h? Whose the b**h? Whose the b**h?
Now ask ur self whose the b**h? Whose the b**h? Whose the b**h?
You gota ask your self whose the b**h? Whose the b**h? You the b**h!
Bia-bia-bia-b*atch
You the b**h!
Bia-bia-bia-b*atch
You the b**h!
What the f** is wrong with me?
Bia-bia-b*atch
You the b**h!
Bia-bia-bia-b*atch
I k**ed some body
Wha the f**?!
Over a b**h
Wha wha wha what the f**?!
What the f**?!
And I can't believe I did that sh**
O-over a b**h
b**h b**h b**h
Now I'm doin forty years over this hoe
f** this b**h f**-f**-f** this b**h
Over this sh** head b**h I don't even know
Any mooore
DAMN!