Don’t take my kindness for weakness ‘Cause I’m not that b**h you wanna f** with I treat you like a king if you can be faithful But all that bullsh**, you get cut at the door I got my nails done, my hair done and everything done for you I’m getting ready so you can pick me up and show me who Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a Girls, let’s be real, don’t you get tired of talking? Put your money where your mouth is, homie, walk it Tell me you don’t like what you see in this lady My hips and my waist and my lips, I just might let you taste it I got my nails done, my hair done and everything done for you I’m getting ready so you can pick me up and show me who Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a Who’s that n***a It’s a girl’s world and I live it how I want [?] on too much But I got a problem, a real man problem And I think I found me a guy who could solve them Just my type, built, but polite Poppin’ wheelies on a turnpike And he treat his mama right I might just call him over tonight so he can show the kid Who’s that n***a How many y’all front the bill? Who’s that n***a Stay down with it, for real Who’s that n***a Show ya shorty that you love her? Who’s that n***a Never keep sh** undercover? Who’s that n***a How many y’all front the bill? Who’s that n***a Stay down with it, for real Who’s that n***a Show ya shorty that you love her? Who’s that n***a Never keep sh** undercover?