[Hook:]
You know you wrong
Took care of you b**h when a n***a was home
You don't do a real n***a like that gotta put my hands on you when tha kid get back
And I mean that b**h
Anything I own I'm taking all that sh**
Now tell me how it feel, to know what you won't do another b**h will
(To whom it may concern)
[Verse 1:]
Ho you outta pocket
My release date b**h, I'm running in ya pockets
Who you talking to
You don't make b**h, b**h I make you
Yeah I'm taking all that
Them Apple Bottom jeans b**h and that Baby Phat
You know I ain't broke
Without no money b**h you gon be a joke
Ho is you tripping
A n***a locked up and you disrespecting pimping
Hell nah it ain't good
b**h I'm beating you a** when I get back to the hood
Ho stop lieing
I don't wana hear that bullsh** b**h stop crying
I know you know better
Get ya sh** out my spot b**h this ain't a love letter
[Hook:]
You know you wrong
Took care of you b**h when a n***a was home
You don't do a real n***a like that gotta put my hands on you when tha kid get back
And I mean that b**h
Anything I bought I'm taking all that sh**
Now tell me how it feel, to know what you won't do another b**h will
(To whom it may concern)
[Verse 2:]
b**h you ain't right
I know ya trifling a** was at the club last night
Now how that look
b**h when you ain't put no money on the kid books
I'll be out in a few days
And I'm snatching out them lil a** micro braids
You up and down (?)
How you my b**h in the next n***a caprice
Hell nah I ain't hating
This ain't nothing but a earned vacation
You know what it is
Call ya baby daddy b**h them ain't my kids
And park my 'Lac
b**h don't ever do no sh** like that
I know you know better
Get ya sh** out my spot b**h this ain't a love letter
[Hook:]
You know you wrong
Took care of you b**h when a n***a was home
You don't do a real n***a like that gotta put my hands on you when tha kid get back
And I mean that b**h
Anything I bought I'm taking all that sh**
Now tell me how it feel, to know what you won't do another b**h will
(To whom it may concern)
[Verse 3:]
Don't ask me for nothing
When I get out I'm f**ing ya lil thick a** buzzin
I'm Iceberg Slim
Don't tell that to me, b**h tell that to him
My money too long
And b**h tell metro you need a new phone
I bought you Dolce & Gabbana
b**h you eating White Castle no mo Benny Honda
And you bet not key up the candy
I'm a beat the brakes off you b**h you understand me
And you bet not key up the candy
I'm a beat the brakes off you ho you understand me
And you bet not key up the candy
I'm a beat the brakes off you trick you understand
I kno you know better
Get ya sh** out my spot b**h this ain't a love letter