[Intro]
(Harmonizing)
[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
[Hook]
But you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
[Verse]
You can have your name lit up in lights
All across the Vegas Strip, and despite that you stupid b**h
Your name still wouldn't mean sh**
Cause I been there and I done that
And I f**ed you good and had you come back
Cause fame and fortune won't let you forget the fact
That you weren't sh** before me, and you ain't sh** without me
Whenever you look in the mirror I hope you feel f**ing ugly
Cause I used to say that you're beautiful, and meant every f**ing word
But I hope you die alone by yourself miserable
Matter fact you should just commit suicide
Cause no one gone love you like I
Did, way back when
When you weren't so f**ing fat and things were different
Oh you thought you were something special
You thought your p**y was so so magical
Ho you were on a pedestal, and I'm bout to kick you off enjoy your long fall
Cause that hair ain't your and you borrowed that shirt
Your titty growth stunt, but nose growth spurt
You gotta forest growing out them drawls
Two werewolves chilling on your face for eyebrows
Your lips stay glossed with that fruity sh**
But your breathe still smell like booty b**h
Face it chick
Whatever you do
You're always gonna be a basic b**h
[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
[Hook]
But you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
[Verse]
I wish there was an afterlife
So I could say “f** you”, to your f**ing face twice
Do that voodoo so precise and bring your chickenhead a** back to life
So that I can iterate it thrice, send you to hell and follow out of spite
Just to say f** you again, in the presence of Satan
[Verse: Unknown Entity]
b**h you insecure and you got daddy problems
You wear that f**ing weave like it's gonna solve em
Scantily Clad Hoes, know not to wear clothes
Cause no dress can cover up them malfunction of yours
[Verse: Rashad-Alexander]
f** you, your life and everything you stand for
21 long motherf**ing years ago, marked the day you came out of a f**ing who*e
A tragic accident, fashion into a bad b**h
I mean correction I mean sad b**h
Contemplating life decisions in the clinic
Oh-Oh, you mad b**h, oh-oh you mad b**h
Cause Shad-Xander got you a**ed out like them big booty b**hes at Magic
And you stay doing them hat-tricks
I bet you can't tell me who da baby daddy is
Is it J-kwon, Tyron, or that white dude…Brandon?
[Chorus]
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
Ho, you think you something now
You think you made it, oh you think you made it out
[Hook]
But you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book
Ho you still ain't sh** in my book