TM = Tanisha Michelle
L = Lyndah
Intro:
[Man]
Say hoe, how ya doing?
[TM]
Fine, motherf**er, but your momma's a goddam hoe!
[Man]
What the f** you got to talk about my mother for, b**h?
Did I got to say something about your mother?
[TM]
You ain't got no business to talk to me like that!
[Man]
What the f**'s a matter with you
You stank p**y b**h!
[TM]
You the stank p**y motherf**er!
[Man]
I ought to f** you up!
Hold my bottle
[TM]
Your mama got the stank p**y!
She ain't washed her a** since she had you, motherf**er!
[Man]
I ought to f** you up, b**h!
Shut the f** up!
Get the f** off my block before I kick your a**!
[TM]
You ain't going to do sh**, motherf**er!
[Man]
I ought to slap the sh** out you, b**h!
[TM]
You ain't going to
(slap)
AAAAhhhh!
Aw sh**, motherf**er, you're going to get f**ed up now!
You going to be hitting me and sh**
You going to be hitting me
[Man]
Shut the f** up!
[TM]
Just wait right here
Just wait right here
Me and my girls going to come back and f** all you all up!
[Man]
Shut the f** up!
Yeah, right
[TM]
Yeah, right
Alright, motherf**er, I got your dick right here
[Man]
f** you!
[TM]
I'm a blow your motherf**ing a** away!
[Man]
Aw, f** you!
f** you!
Verse 1:
[TM]
One, two, three, and three, two, one
I'm going home to get my f**ing gun
You can call it a pistol, or call it a gat
Plain and simple, I'm Comin' Back Strapped
'Cause n***as like to act real stupid
And now I'm going to use it
Don't be on the corner when I drive by
There's going to be a homicide
You ask how I'm doing, I told you fine
Now you want to rap and waste my time
So yo, I keep on stepping
And n***as start disrespecting
They call me a b**h and a hoe and a s*ut
Man, that sh** was f**ed up
[TM & L]
Alright, alright
We going to get those motherf**ers right now
[TM]
They say hello, and I say hi
It wasn't like a big thing give a reply
The motherf**ers kept on cussing
b**h, you ain't all that, they was bugging
I thought to myself, where will it end?
Right there in front of all his friends
Cussing me out, I was surrounded
Goddam, I was dumfounded
What did I do to deserve this?
I was so scared, I almost pissed in my pants
'Cause they was n***as with 40s in their hands
A motherf**er threatened to gat me
Another n***a threatened to slap me
What the f** is this?
I was minding my own business
n***as be bugging
You got to let a n***a know he ain't been nothing
So I check they faces
And got a real good look
And next time I'm at the crib
I put the jammy in my pocketbook
Chorus:
[TM & L]
All you motherf**ers better watch your back
'Cause we Comin' Back Strapped
(4X)
Verse 2:
[L]
Well I'm Lyndah, and I'm back again
Here to warn you and all your dumb a** friends
All you bad n***as corner standing crack head brothers
You ain't nothing but p**y motherf**ers
I ain't your average boulevard hoe
b**hes, do they kiss me?
[L & TM]
f** no!
[L]
'Cause I got a whole mafia of n***as
One finger stuck to motherf**ing triggers
And I told you what they like to do
Take out punk motherf**ers like you
So yo, when The b**hes are stepping
Just remember we got weapons
Feed me, fear me, that's a tip
'Cause I'll bust a cap in you, b**h
I'm a let you know once, now look
I got something for you in my pocketbook
n***as be high off that O E
Think that they can disrespect me
I'm a let you know, yo, I ain't the one
b**h like me got a f**ing gun
'Cause I'm a crazy a** b**h
I don't play that sh**
So go ahead yo, and press your luck
'Cause I'm crazy as f**
So before you start illing off eight ball
Think twice, 'cause I'll smoke all you all
Chorus
(2X)
Interlude:
[L]
Hey lay low, slow up over there
Are those the motherf**ers over there?
[TM]
Yeah, that's them
[L]
Alright, we're gonna get the motherf**ers
[TM]
Yeah!
[L]
Back the car up
[TM]
Alright
[L]
Aw, f** it, just go around the block
[TM]
sh**
[L]
Turn the radio down
[TM]
Yeah, turn it down
[L]
Through the light to the left
[TM]
Alright
[L]
Alright, here we go, you ready?
[TM]
Yeah
[L]
Don't let anybody see you
[TM]
f** that, I want them to see me
Yo!
[Man]
What?
[TM]
Yo, motherf**er!
Yeah, you remember me from from around here?
[Man]
What the f** you want?
[TM]
Yeah, motherf**er, I got
What the f** I want?
I got something for your a**!
(gun shots)
[Man]
She shooting!
(tires squealing)
Chorus:
(4X)
[TM & L]
f** no!