[Intro] Ceeingee: Hey b**h, you look pretty tonight Girl: Really? Ceeingee: Naw, you look so damn ugly Girl: (Crying sound) Ceeingee: Awww, don't cry b**h, I know the truth hurts [Verse 1] Hey b**h, how you doin' tonight I bet you like bein' an ugly a** hoe, am I right? If you say no then you're just denyin' it like the other dumba** hoes You think you are an angel Well, ain't I got news for you You ain't, you are far from an angel You f**in' piece of sh**, you ain't worth sh** You know that, let me pick up a gat Put 20 rounds at the back of your skull Til you turn even more stupid and motherf**in' dull I'mma talk down to ya, you f**in' b**h You ain't as good as you used to be back in the day Back in the day you were nice to me but now you are just a f**in' b**h that I don't even believe that you said yes to me when I wanted your a** back It's usually you that dumps me, but now that I dumped your a** it's a f**in' change in my motherf**in' life You ain't got a life, that's the thing wit you b**h You ain't got a good one anyway All you do is just doubt my a**, and demand me to call and text you It was just too much, that's one reason why I dumped you and the second reason is that you doubt me, and I ain't gonna have a girlfriend who doesn't believe in my dreams f** that, I want a girl who believes in my hopes and dreams, not doubt me every f**in' day I meet her [Hook] I'mma talk down to ya, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, b**h I'mma talk down to ya, talk, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, you f**in' b**h [Verse 2] You get me pissed off, I bet you love doin' it too hoe Look at you though The way you dress, your hair all in a mess You don't sharpen yourself up Don't you play the 'callin' tha kettle black' game I do sharpen myself up, there's no look who's talking sh** I sharpen myself up more than you'll ever will, then again when will you sharpen yourself up Maybe that's in never, 'cause you are too lazy to do so I maybe lazy but at least I dress like a normal human being You dress like a f**in' hobo You need to clean yourself hoe You whack a** smelly b**h You need to run yourself a bath, or even a f**in' shower Get yourself clean and smell decent for a change, you coward Don't say I don't, I do I don't take a bath or shower everyday but I do take one twice a week so at least I am clean What happened? You smelt good when we were a teen I guess time changes when years goes by I've always wondered how you ain't getting any boyfriends, well I think I f**in' know why [Hook] I'mma talk down to ya, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, b**h I'mma talk down to ya, talk, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, you f**in' b**h [Verse 3] Plus you're goddamn ugly That's maybe another reason You fatter than me, at least I'm tryin' to lose it You ain't, you really ain't Your ugly won't even go away when covered with face f**in' paint That's a downright fact, 'bout your ugly a** That a** ain't as pretty as you think it is For the eyes it's dangerious A mask might hide it, I think it will A paper bag, that's the most common masks for hiding ugly hoe faces You don't get common facts, you only get f**in' common attacks when I choke you to d**h and leave you on the ground bleedin' out from your mouth Your gravestone reads "A b**h gone too late, she should've died a long time ago" Take that you hoe, f**in' loser You better run before I come and beat ya This is just a 3 verse go, you'll have to be the prettiest girl in the universe for me to show you love hoe You ain't got sh** on me, you got nothing on my a** but you're a b**h and you started showin' it in the 5th year cla** You made fun of me in front of the teachers, well the tables are turning I'mma spit fire at ya like a dragon and laugh while you are burning [Hook] I'mma talk down to ya, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, b**h I'mma talk down to ya, talk, talk down to ya I'mma talk down to ya, you f**in' b**h [Outro] Yo, I'mma talk down to you b**h Jolly Sid, hoe Ceeingee, girl Representing Raptronic Records NC Origan backing my a** up, he knows your sh** and so do I, but I don't like it 2016, soon to be 17