Intro
Chorus:
Naked on the Internet showing off your a**
Ho you a god dammed bop (bop)
Thinking you a model but f**ing for the cash
b**h you a god-dammed thot (thot)
f** around with every single rapper that you meet
Ho you god-dammed bop (bop)
Hanging at the supper club every single week
b**h you a no good thot (thot)
Verse 1:
I got a question, “What you doing out, every single weekend
When your kid's crying at home?” Now tell me who feeds them
What's the reason you sitting at the [?]
And you roll to the club in a bucket as whip
That your girl drove, she got a brand new bag
But couldn't even pay for the brand new tags
Pop another bottle for the brand new brag
But you ain't going to matter when your tits go sag
Looks do fade and your charade
Is over played so I bid good day (Adios)
You only here ‘cause you f**ing for the night
With an R&B singer and a bucket of the ice
You at the hotel, throwing your a** back
I might put your little p**y on SnapChat
You getting laughed ho like anyone can have that
Short skirt everybody want to grab that
You the worst when you talk about thirst
Everything that you say is wrong (so long!)
You a lame and you totally vain
You the reason that I wrote this song
Here we go!
Chorus
Verse 2:
Now Todd hit and Dell hit, yo Corey hit that too
And Pheo hit and Biz hit so why you acting brand new
Got a question, “Why your nipples out thinking that you Riri?”
You a retard s**ing on the peepee
No furniture bed or a TV
Letting rappers hit and you're probably getting VD (Eww)
What you doing for your damn likes?
What you doing with your damn life?
What you doing every night ‘til the sun comes up
Going to smoke them blunts like it's all right
Life is just a party and you came here for the choosing
Taking selfies with the stars ‘til your coochie starts to loosen (p-, perv)
Next thing you know you're getting ran through (perv)
You got a man too (perv) and he a damn fool (perv)
I guess stupid is as stupid does
And just because he a no good thot too
Yeah!
Outro:
This goes out to you dumba** b**hes talking about
“Fly me out, Speak. Buy me a plane ticket.”
b**h I wouldn't buy your dumb a** a plain bagel
I wouldn't buy you a hot cup of Joe
But I would scold you with a coffee pot
Just to watch your dumb a** melt in the hot California streets
You ain't sh**!