Verse 1:
Leave n***a layin' stiffer than my dick when it's up in a tight clit
Return the Devils hate by f**in' a white b**h
b**hes ain't sh** but some hips
Tits, clits, and some fat lips to wrap around my dick
Check it, ghetto girl in designer type
She could get it 'long as the vagina tight
Keep they nose numb, high off of china white
Kinda like the quartz, I knock 'em down, runnin' through my system
p**y ain't right hit 'em with a aww naaaw
If the head right get remanded behind bars bizarre
Grand jury endightment, lifetime sentence, stash my coke in they bra
The hustl-ar, ya'll custom-ar's
Posted up on Broadway in a custom R
25 Mil' in the trunk
Nicky Barnes style on my way to the trunk
b**h lets bump
Chorus (Shyne and Female)
No, (f** these b**hes, f** these b**hes, f** 'em)
I don't love these b**hes, f** these hoes
No, (f** these n***as, f** these n***as, f** 'em)
I don't love these n***as, f** these n***as
('till the day that I die never get none of mine)
No, (f** these b**hes, f** these b**hes
f** these b**hes, f** 'em)
I don't love these n***as, f** these scrubs
No, f** these n***as (Four Karat thug n***as want some love)
Verse 2:
I'm that n***a Priest from Supafly after he died
Reincarnated, keep a b**h wide
On the bed tied
Like "Uh! Uh! Uh!", stop I'm tired
Besides my Moms a b**h' lips never touch my face
Maybe my girl, but I be watchin' her funny
Like "Who dick you s**in' while I'm on tour gettin' money
Tryin' to wash this crack money?"
I give a b**h nothin' but s**m
When you n***as gon' learn?
Discern queens from s*uts, love from lust
The ones who ate p**y and take it in the bu*t
20 stacks in my pockets, I'm cheap
f**in' treatin' a freak to eat
I got KY Jelly and grease
And a stick of bubble gum b**h, you want a piece?
C'mon....
Chorus
Verse 3:
Never met a b**h I liked enough to love
And I share with my mothaf**in' n***a Buzz
Let the Homies get up on it
Treat a b**h like a blunt, hit, hit, pa**
Head on my dick 'till she get whiplash
f** it I'm cold, some b**hes is colder
Runnin' game just to get up in the Rover
Platinum R, Platinum Jehovah
Not here b**h, f** what they told ya'
Keys to the condo, Gucci ensamble
Gaul streams in Santa Fe` doin' the Mambo
Laid back where the shade's at
White sand, tan, how many b**hes can say that?
You want that? we can do that...yeah right
Not in your life
Stay focused, get my money, every penny
f** if your legs broke b**h, crawl on ya' belly
Chorus 'till fade...