Y'knowI'msayin?
Went from handcuffin hoes, to just f**in the b**hes haha
Lil' Chris, yeah, check it out though
Now I'm suited and booted, it's just another hot day
Rollin around on a Brougham mackin to this b**h' way
Who I been tryin ta f** since the ninth grade
Now she's on the phone cos she knows a n***a's paid
The big payoff, I'm bout to pay this b**h back
Get her f**ed up and then I'ma k** her cat from the back
Cos I be showin no mercy to the co*k
I'm bout to raid this motherf**er like it was a spot
So I tell a b**h, "Meet me at the mall
I be in the cut, callin ???? where they're sllin basketball"
So I meet fate, ain't even no competition
I'm already f**in his b**h on the flo' in the kitchen
When it comes to the p**y like Michael (ooh yeah) I'm Bad
The b**h was cool, I know the co*k was mad
She said "There is it cool?", yeah baby don't trip no doubt
Then I told the b**h (BEEITCH) get the f** out!
Chorus:
We don't love em', we don't need em'
We don't love em', we don't need em'
We don't love em', we don't need em'
"Break your sh** and get up"
*repeat*
I gets a page from the homegirl Yvonne
Not just a homegirl but a freak in heat, like the sun
I want to call her off so I axed "What's poppin?
She want me to come over and have her f**in room locked
It's like a track, n***a cos I run a race to the ho
But before I f**ed her axed the b**h for some doe
So she paid me (I f**ed her), then she laid me (I stuck her)
When she touched my a** (Mistake that b**h for a buster)
It happened so fast, don't remember what I saw
b**h in the kitchen holdin an icepad on her drawers
My fault, y'know how it gets in that situation
Playin with these b**h' minds like some PlayStation
I heard the do' knocked then I looked at the ho
A n***a bout 7 feet, standin in the do'
So I threw the b**h across and cold knocked his a** out
Then I slid on my sh** and I was out that b**h house
Chorus
It's '9-9, that's the way I see these hoes
I'm not buyin dem j**elery and brand new clothes
f** the dumb sh**, it's time to get rich
And later on get a woman I wouldn't call a b**h
But for now, that's what I'm livin for
And favorite words to a b**h, is "f** a ho!"
But once again it's on with this b**h named Miss Dick
Holdin nuts in her mouth like some f**in biscuits
Cos she say they melt in her mouth, not in her hand
That's the type of sh** that makes me a one-night-stand man
Be bouncin on the co*k, like I'm on switches
Huffin and puffin, f**in and diggin up ditches
Girl went outta town, she went down south
In a town of unzipped jeans and dicks in her mouth
That's the sh** I love to do everyday with a b**h
f**, get paid, then have em' dismissed
Chorus (x2)