Back in the days there was this hoe, I knew before I had cash

Down [???], brown skin, big titties, fat ass

Until one day, I really started buggin this shit

Niggaz was like F, how could you fall in love with this bitch

To come to find out, this shorty was a shistie hoe.

She had a nigga really diggin, she was wifey dough

Find way outta line, with a mine, I was mad wishes

I never had riches, so she listen to dem crab bitches

And sometimes I think she only fucked with me

Cause of the way I suck titties and never bust nutz quickly, 

Not at all thinkin weed smokin and alkohol drinkin

If honeys lonely, thats probaly cause she money hungry.



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Bitches ain't nuthin but problems, 

can't live with em, can't live without em

It's from a spirit, so when you hear these lyrics to sing

Nowadays these honeys all about material thingz

Bitches ain't nuthin but problems, 

can't live with em, can't live without em

But I'ma deal with it and be real with it 

and if your ex give you ass, use to still hit it



Now you wanna take the time and speak to me

Cause I be rhymin and shynin, freakwently

Fake niggaz poppin most, sayin peace to me

These high prize hoes ain't seen at least da g

You ain't the same dime peace dat I used to love

Sniffin coke, doin drugz, Gufflin [???] with thugz

Fuck a bitch, but this snake shit gotta be known

Plus I couldn't leave the [???] of a body alone

I used to try to be nice and never lie to hoes

Now I keep dem bitches thinkin I'ma buy dem clothes

Bustin nutz, if not on [???] faces, and [???] places

Like bedroom floors, horse and stair cases

You was the only one that I was close to

Now act like I ain't suppoedt to

violate and expose you, violate and expose you



[Chorus]



Don't get me wrong, I don't hate women and all

But I do hate the fact, is dat [???] ya'll

And to you chickenhead bitches I remember when  ya'll

Used to had me set trippin, now I never could fall

You could hear that the pussy is da bomb and strong

But I swear on my tear put 2 condoms on

Life is like hell, so I gotta fight this world

No time for hookas, I'm lookin for a righteous girl

It's from the spirit, so when you hear the lyrics to sing

Nowadays these honeys, all about metarial thingz

You got to be a big willy, over [???] thug

Have mad gold chains, or you getz no love

But I'ma deal with it, and be real with it

And if my ex gimmie ass I'ma still hit it

Because, bitches ain't nuthin but problems



[Chorus x2]