[machine]
Wednesday 4:20p.m.
[1st lady]
Don't you f**in' hang up on me!
Who the f** do you think you are?
You know who the f** your hangin up on?
Don't f**in' hang up on me!
[j.d.]
I'm sick of these b**hes man.
[machine]
Wednesday 8:20p.m.
[2nd lady]
Jermaine!!!!!, where are you?
[j.d.]
Oh god, god, mo' b**hes.
You know i'm getting real sick of all these s*utty a** b**hes.
[dabrat]
I'm about sick of these dumb motherf**ers on bullsh**.
[j.d.]
Well, you know b**hes be playin' to many games you know
We don't play no games.
[dabrat]
Man f** n***az all you dumb motherf**ers trip.
[chorus]
[j.d.]
Now playas don't you hate when the girl try to make you wait
When you know deep down she wanna get down
But she keep talking, deaf, and playing around.
[dabrat]
Now ladies (huh?)
Don't you hate
When a n***a try try to f** on the first date
Thinking that we mean yes when we say no
And they spend no dough,
n***a all that's got to go.
[1st verse]
[dabrat]
It's funny how n***az get b**h then
And wanna f** 'til their stiff dick get limb
Gotta pay for my sh**, my rent, my six
Love me like a love the dough with interest
I don't flush with no broke n***a, regardless
If its hard then it start spinnin'
Keep me grinning
With phat sh**
We can f** 'til the spring
Pop on the mack
The fact is i'm a fly b**h
I show that
You motherf**ers would love to hit it and brat know that
Some of ya'll give head to quick in the bed to quick
First think of them chicks
b**h if he leave you could still breathe
Through the week with a few g-stacks easy
If its me you wanna get at i'm brit at
Invest is a p**y a**
[chorus]
[2nd verse]
[j.d.]
Now it's funny how b**hes get a n***a bent
Trying to act so god damn innocent
Wit all that sh** ya'll put us through
And ya'll know you want it as bad as we do
I'm one of the few that can see through sh**
I don't do sh** 'til we do sh**, rich b**h
So the trickin ain't nothing
And if i trick somebody f**in'
Now i'm a playa i show that
And what i do don't stop, you know that
See a lot of ya'll trick and get caught
Not me if i trick i give head on the spot
On the bed, in the drop, on the elevator all the way to the top
See it taste good don't it
So why the f** you frontin'
When you know you want it
[chorus]
[latocha scott]
When i need the money i know who to hit
When i make the call you better jump to it
I'm tired of ya'll acting like ya'll don't trick
'cause when i call you jump jump jump to it
[chorus to end]