Uh uh uh
  I know don't exactly what's wrong with your nigga's neck
  It's ain't my fault if he looking
  You 'spose to keep his ass in check cause
  Every time I come near
  All he do is stare
  And I can see it in his eyes that he wants some
  He know what's in the prize it's Red Rum
  To any of these hoes that come
  Stand next to me and look like bums they make pennies
  And all I do is stack the paper
  Just in case I run into some complications
  I'm set for life, never in debt
  And you frustrated when I get all the niggas' attention
  You fall off
  Guess you was born to make the coffee for us
  Writing bitches with a higher position
  Da Brat talk niggas listen
  Go get a nine to five
  Cause you can't keep up with the shit I cook up
  I can't help it if you're nigga wanna hook up
  
  Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me
  Like he really wanna drop ya bad
  Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
  But I don't give a fuck, you
  Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine
  And ya really wanna stop me bad
  But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
  And I don't give a fuck, you
  
  And I'mma make sure that my niggas lookin'
  Tell you broads to calm down there ain't no competition
  I'm flawless as the rocks on my left pinky
  And I love it when y'all wanna get at me
  And make me think my shit don't stink
  Evidently you ain't satisfied at home
  She ain't got no style of her own
  No body of her own
  Not roaming in the V12
  You turned on because I bought it myself
  What other bitch do you know like this?
  That's tight as a hot curl
  Known to rock worlds
  Once I'm spotted you will probably drop your girl
  My intimidation to niggas is challenging to 'em
  He fiending to get in my Vicky's Secrets
  And underneath my Girbaud and my boxer shorts
  I rock ice burg sports and Da Brat prints of all sorts
  Interesting to you cause I got some dough
  You thinkin' if you and me get together
  You'll never go broke
  
  Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me
  Like he really wanna drop ya bad
  Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
  But I don't give a fuck, you
  Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine
  And ya really wanna stop me bad
  But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
  And I don't give a fuck, you
  Ya gotta man but he keep looking at me
  Like he really wanna drop ya bad
  Cause I'm the shit and I know you mad
  But I don't give a fuck, you
  Got some dough but your paper ain't as long as mine
  And ya really wanna stop me bad
  But fix your face bitch I'm here to stay
  And I don't give a fuck, you