[Mr. Man
b**bonic]
"Ayyo, I seen the b**h car over there, man."
"Who?"
"Let's shoot over there. Ya b**h! She over there with that n***a, man
Let's get in the squad and shoot over there real fast."
"Yo, man, don't sh** surprise me at this point, dog
These b**hes ain't sh**, man."
"I know that's right."
"It always be those freaks though you fall in love with, man."
"Aw, they be havin' good-a** p**y that hiiit! That sh** be..."
"The only... be crazy, man. Damn!"
"I know, that sh** crazy as a mothaf**a"
"Yo, I can't even explain that b**h, man."
[b**bonic]
This b**h feel like wind from an angel, spreadin' his wings
I'm gettin' her things in Jacob's, gettin' her rings
She got me, y'all. False playa fell for a who*e
I know it and she don't say she one. The b**h show it
How she give me head and how that s*ut throw it
Lick me wit' Halls in her mouth and then she blow it
I know I shouldn't like her, I know it's f**ed up
Thinkin' like this hood-rat b**h gets lucked up
'cause I'm trickin' her, hittin' her, watch how the dick gettin' her
Do alot a sh** wit' her, never wanna split from her
I'm paranoid 'cause she had the nerve to ask that
If I die, could she get half of my ASCAP
Different girl of the world, that b**h want galaxies
Insurance policies so she can get apologies
When I'm outta here. b**h, get outta here
Not a fear, remember the name and I'm sincere, b**h
[b**bonic
Mr. Man]
"Hey, look. There go that bicth sh** right there. Park right there."
"I told ya, man. I seen that sh** when I ride. I rode up and backed
up."
"That b**h think she the f**, see, I know what I'ma do to her. I don't
Don't even let her see us. Keep movin', keep movin'."
"No, we got the ten. Plus the squad, she don't know the squad anyway
Ya-knaw-I'm-sayin'? f** that b**h, man."
"I'ma f** that b**h UP."
"She a FREAK, man!"
"I'm tellin', I'ma gon' f** her up. Yo, watch how I do this."
"You got a nice freak with you, man."
"I'm a, nah, I'm a playa. Watch how I get her."
"See, I ain't in to screamin' and sh**."
[Mr. Man]
All I hear is 'Mister, I'm sorry. C'mon, let's work it out!'
Nope, you know too many n***as, we could never share a house
f**, you tryin' to get me robbed? Stash cleaned out?
Three O' clock in the morning with a gun in my mouth?
b**h, your p**y ain't worth it, head ain't either
Toss me like a salad and charge up my Visa?
Don't think so
From me, you see no nail, hair, clothes, minks nor dough ("That's right.")
7-4-O and drunk off Ma-mo
And I'm goin' to Cancun and f** no, you can't go
And you wanna catch a tan and f** my man too
Sayin', 'I ain't no, Boo, is that cool wit' you?'
I'm hip to this b**h. It's cool, I laugh now
While your girlfriends shop, you sit that a** down
Broke, ain't ya, and n***as just wanna f**?
Yeah, I heard you givin' up head for less than a buck, what?
Skank
[b**bonic
"This b**h"]
"Yo! (Door knocks) Yo, open the f**in' door, man."
"Yo, I'm comin'!"
"Stop playin' wit', open the f**... b**h!"
"Baby, what's wrong? Don't... (Gla** breaking)"
"Oh, you wanna be a f**in' who*e? Huh? You wanna be a who*e, you dumb-a**
b**h? Huh?"
"Why you cryin' by me like that? What are you talkin' about who*e?
Baby, what's wrong wit' you?"
"Get the f** out. Man, get the f** out, man! Get the f** out now, b**h!"
"Yo, I can't take this sh**! I f**in' hate you!"
"Man, get my sh**, man. Oh, you wanna get; b**h, get the f** off the phone
b**h!"
"Nah, I f**in' hate you! (Phone dialing)"
[b**bonic]
Oh, now you wanna call the cops? You scared? Well, you should
Say your name and I gotta hit high and hit good
Hustle just to buy you sh** and take trips
While you pose a**-naked for n***as and takin' flicks ("What?")
And I ain't hate you, just tell me what it is
'cause I never had a problem wit' f**in' your relatives
I f**ed up happy homes but I don't need that
I can't f** wit' you no more, b**h, I leave that
[Mr. Man]
Look, b**h, pack your clothes and forget the couch
Leave the keys, call your mom 'cause I'm kickin' you out
This summer, no C-L-K and halter tops
Skirt, knee boots, hair blowin' in the drop
Uh-uh, you not
See, this sh** gon' stop
Shoulda known the first night when I was hittin' the cop'
Week later, you dropped right back to Dime Rose and
I never been indeed out Cancun for posin', b**h
[Billy Bathgate]
"Yo, 'Bonic. Yo, Mister. Listen to this crazy sh** that happened to me with
This b**h. Remember that b**h I was tellin' you about? Yeah, I'm chillin'
At the label with another n***a that rap and he braggin' about how many
b**hes he got and bring up this b**h name. I'm like, 'Hold up, I know that
Same b**h.' I'm like, 'Nah, no, I don't.' But we got the same last PIN
Number. Ain't that a b**h?!"
Yo, yo, look
Our love is like Mary B. and K-Ci
And I don't wanna do anything else but make moms proud
Throw karats at your finger, trip down the isle
Forget playin' house, ma, let's make a child
Now she got me doin' herb sh**, straight doin' nerd sh**;
Charles Jordan, Lois Faton, those type of fur sh**
Playas we splurge wit', my chain wit' ya gang
Of skank hoes, no bank hoes
It's all the same
I brag about you, told n***as I'm mad about you
Now I feel like straight whoopin' that cash up out you
What you doin' in his contact? b**h, you can't see?
What, if it don't work wit' us, quit? Is he plan B?
It's a small-a** world but smaller industry
I thought n***as do the pimpin' but shorty pimpin' me
Well, sh**, I ain't let her go
I guess 'Gate dumb or 'Gate sprung but I guess what's done is done
Huh
[b**bonic
Mr. Man
"This b**h"]
"I can't even f**in' take you nowhere, man, you run around f**in'
Everybody, man. 'f** is wrong wit' you, man?"
"I know, why you doin' this to me?"
"You gotta stop that sh**, man. Straight up, man."
"I'm so sorry! You know I love you, fool, please!"
"You f**in' can't do that, man. Straigt up, man. You f**in' it up, man. I'm
Tryin', I'm tryin' to get this money and make it aiiight for me and you
Man, you runnin' around makin' me look the f** stupid, man."
"Straight up, dunn."
"I'll do anything for you! Oh! I want do it again, I
promise!"
"You can't do that sh**, man. Ain't no rehabilitation for who*es, man."
"f** nah."
"You gone, man. I can't f** wit' you, man."
"I swear to heaven, my life, please?!!"
"No, I can't, man!"
"You changed the game, B."
"I won't do it again!"
"I can't f** wit' you, man. You f**ed it up, man."
"It just happened!"
"Why?"
"Yo, c'mon, dog."
"Please, give me another chance!"
"Aiiight, just hit me later on, man. Aiiight?"