Lil Mama Aisha - Diss Track #2 lyrics

Wait, hold up, did I hear you right? My daddy taught me how to fight, then my momma taught me how to check the trick's right If you lay a stick on me then i'll shut off your lights You'll probably wake up in the hospital, but I ain't gonna worry Your boyfriend came to me, and broke up with u by the morning U say I want yo leftovers, but that's not really true Yo leftovers are the ones that knows how to walk in your big clown shoes Yo chest is hanging low, and yo back is really aching Do you need a pillow, cause my words maybe breaking Look at the sky, is it blue or red I only ask you that to see if your stupid enough to follow my command I see your long hair, it reaches to your bottom I think it's fake, cause you never seem to wash it unless you drained it out the bottle Buy one get one free, her weave is so fake just her J's on her feet You be calling my baby phats fake, so what the deal? I didn't get on yo shoes, I guess I gotta make it clear You talk about my momma, you talk about my daddy Did you even meet them, I don't think you got a family The way they let you dress, I think they let you dress raggedy Did anyone ask you, are cold? cause your stomach is showing like it's cute to everyone in the city I'm the princess of my hood, so please don't make me call My ride-or-die is my best, so if I need to I trip your fake J's and make you fall You say your rich, just because you got money Let count how much, fifty dollars is enough to buy something for your mommy You say you gotta bae, let me check him out to see what he have to say He says you be trippin, and really need to live a life If I had a bae, I would show him I'll love him for life But you drop your drawers and say lets play Why do you think that's how you love, I guess love gotta pay Look at you, looking all s**y and you know it, but every time it's school time You walking through the halls in tight shirts, just to show nobody's in the mood for learning You just want the boys to see, how big your chest is I guess your right, you get all of them, but they just want you for the bed baby I'm sorry if that's the truth, but it really is Somebody grab a tissue, i'm really startin to sweat I'm not sweatin u, it's just my words getting hot Look here girl, if you call my brotha slow, then i'm punchin u till u can't see nothing but dark U watch me ready to be cruising, I took your homeboy to the beach, and you call me all ready cussin I roll my eyes cause you think you have a nerve Girl shut up, your just a spoiled brat that your family through on the curb