Bushwick Bill - All D. Freeman lyrics

I got a lot of potnahs like that that's confused Y'know the kind that uh, that... Intimidated by women who make more money than them That's right man~! I got a potnah Who DON'T want a woman make more money than him; he talk about "Man I don't want no woman make more money than me! Hell you got a woman make more money than you She start tellin you what to do! Do this, do that All the God damn time, do this man Like Oprah Winfrey, I wouldn't f** with the fat b**h Hell naw, cause she got fo' hundred million dollars She be tellin you what to do" I'm goin wait a minute, homey stupid! Now last year you made, FO' THOUSAND DOLLARS totally And yo' woman make fo' hundred million If I had that kind of deal, she wouldn't have to tell me what to do! I'll be doin that sh** fo' she even ask! She'll be talkin 'bout "Eh-heh! How you know I wanted my feet ma**age?" I got you boo, you my boo "Alright, alright, arr-arr-alright, alright, well well Well she make more money than you, okay But they a b**h! Cain't stand no b**h, no I cain't stand me Oh hell nah I want no sh** talkin b**h!" That's what I WANT, man I want me a hoodrat, run down the street Barefooted, card-carryin Do the Ali shuffle, oxtails White beans and rice eatin b**h! Cause one thing about a woman like that man She always got your back