My b**h, your b**h
[Verse 1]
My b**h got the tendency to put it on the scale
Your b**h got the tendency to run and check the mail
My b**h kind of pretty and her swag is super-mean
Your b**h kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans
My b**h on the come-up while your b**h is going broke
Your b**h, she ain't laughing, but my b**h thinks it's a joke
Your b**h like to s** a n***a up until she choke
My b**h more sophisticated cause she like to smoke
My girl finished high school and she got her a degree
Your b**h trying hard so she could get her GED
See, my b**h got that attitude to f** a n***a right
Your b**h just ain't full of you, she just might be a dyke
See, my b**h is imported - she came from overseas
Your b**h is a hood b**h you can find up in these streets
And your b**h is the type of b**h that n***as call a ho
And my b**h is the type of b**h that's all about that dough
I'm talking about..
[Hook]
My b**h, your b**h
[Verse 2]
My b**h like to get it in, we be counting guap
Your b**h looking messy like she smoking rocks
My b**h she be elegant, she be turning heads
Your b**h, she ugly, I kick her out the bed
My b**h likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee
Your b**h likely tricking off and bruising up her knees
Your b**h dumb as hell, I think she did it all for free!
My b**h roll the kush: we smoking Japanese
My b**h: she educated, walking college grounds
Your b**h selling bootlegs down at the underground
My b**h a lady but a freak up in the sheets
Your b**h f** us up: every n***a that she meet
My b**h hustle hard and hold a n***a down
Your b**h s** a dick while another n***a pounds
My b**h is the type of b**h that n***as wanna cuff
But she only f** with boss n***as - lames, you outta luck
I'm talking about..
[Hook]
My b**h, your b**h
[Verse 3]
My b**h is the type of b**h that n***as wanna do
It's your own fault s**as so don't get that sh** confused
And your b**h is the type of b**h who really wanna lose
Ghetto with an attitude: I really don't approve
See, my b**h is the type of b**h that gotta keep it real
If that b**h don't like you, she gonna tell you how she feel
Your b**h is the type of b**h that's gonna do you bad
Lying to the children when she know you ain't the dad
See, my b**h only like me cause she know I'm from the South
She like the way I talk and the words come out my mouth
Your b**h only like you cause she thinks you getting paid
I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case
My b**h is the type of b**h that's gonna hold me down
She ain't ever trippin when a n***a ain't around
Your b**h is the type of b**h that's blowing up your phone
Whining and complaining about when you coming home
I'm talking about..
[Hook]
My b**h, your b**h
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