[Intro: Lil B]
I don't know why I still stick around with you
Ay, girl, you be really trippin', you feel me?
You know, shouts out to the dudes that be sticking with their woman through all the bad and the good, all that
[Verse 1]
I don't know why I love you like I do
Nobody in the world can get along with you
People stay talking sh**, but I'm alarmed at you
You're under oath; when it rains, no undercoat
I'm like thunder, and I see your eyes
b**h, stop lyin', I read your body, you're so
An open book, come back, I don't overlook
Sometimes you're as sweet as nobody
I helped you out with no shoes, I was coming out pocket
Laying low in the hood while I was dumb and out rocket
You seem to forget, it was easy to get
'Till you seen that it was easy to split
Now you get emotional; don't trip
Didn't take care at first, so why you all on my dick?
Think about it, b**h: hatin' on another day
I'm getting out, and I split, b**h
[Bridge]
Yesss!
Don't act like you care about me
[Verse 2]
Now you're the type of girl that'll get a man set up
You be f**ing him, loving him, lying to us
You gon' hurt that boy's feelings with that fake sh**
Why you creeping out, hopping on a rich n***a's dick
When you got a man at home that holds sh** down?
What now? You want to see some new sh**? b**h, you foul
Don't act like -- We all, be honest
Look me in the eye; you s**ed that boy's dick with no problem
From a who*e to a housewife, housewife to a ho
n***a the time come and go
I guess you like giving out the blues; you're satisfied
With that; f** that b**h and peep this
Get your sh** together; I'm on the streets, b**h
You're loving that, I'm bringing home the bacon
I'm never taking these fake-a** hoes; I'm player-hatin'
I'm calling you up on your sh** and I'm never forgivin'
[Outro]
What's the word, b**h? It ain't no limit
f** these hoes that claimin' that they love me but the don't
But they don't; b**h you wrong and you know you're wrong
This for the hoes that love me and they really don't
Claiming that they love me but, b**h, you really don't
You're wrong