Ooh, ooh, ooh

Yeah, so where ya nigga at

I'm with you baby

Oh cat daddy, ooh



[Hook x5]

You need to watch your gal like you watch your mail

She slick as gel, steady head shots and you can't tell



[Verse 1]

You need to watch your gal like you watch your mail

She slick as gel, steady head shots and you can't tell

Oh well, I guess you just a nigga with low self-confidence

Cause she be tearin' up yo shit, and other shit, it got bumps in it

And when you met her she was foul inside the cerebellum

She was boostin' sets and runnin' checks, burnin' up the tellers

Now you jealous, that's yo fault cause you talked to her way better

Do your own brain-washin' you got stained, you gon' let her

Do you laundry, count your money, nigga you mentally weak

For some hoes, buyin' clothes to pump yo masculinity

Now peep, don't be cryin' in my Jeep, don't be climbin' on my seats

Don't be lyin' you ain't dyin' to see that freak

Cause I know you like I know a puzzle

Her little nieces got the pieces to distort ya hustle

You like a Russell, without the Simmons

Hard, full of lemons, spurred by the women

Just a part of yo livin'

And I'm feelin' that chu' really ain't got no pull on it

I'll put the hood on it cause you ain't puttin' enough of wood on it

Don't it hurt cho' feelings when they get older

See I can't fault her, when you bought her

And yo mama takin' care of ya daughter



[Hook x5]



[Verse 2]

Roll up and fold up and take a trip off to Long Beach

Hold up, we grown ups still got that freak in yo arms reach

I preach so you can see but I don't need to

You don't comprehend or take this in, you got my face blue

Makin' me hate you, I can't erase you or deflate you

From ya thought of thinkin' small sinkin'

That up with the click and linkin', speakin' of a Lincoln

She keeps your's on the weekend, she keeps your motor leakin'

Trust the board to floor she creepin'

And the challenges too much, got chu' down and got chu' crushed

Don't be houndin' like a bus, stop surroundin' her with trust

See you cuss, you want things but what chu' want and what they seem

But they are what they are, she isn't no star

Far from clean so I swing into some blows of that scandalous ho

She ducks and dove through the stoves, pickin' up old shit in commodes

I suppose you gotta handle on it, don't it

Hey...pause a moment

If you seen some dick off in her, dog would you get sick to yo stomach



[Hook x5]



[Verse 3]

I confess, got me stressed, give me one to my chest

Fuck with chu' I need them guns and smoke some like I'm Elliott Ness

I choke and hope for the best, you don't wanna change this mess

You don't wanna claim yo chest, go on and hang her dress

You out, just like halo, she builds yo ass like Lego's

It's in yo blood, makin' love to the club to pay hoes

Occasional she spotted at the French and Corners

Breakin' back some borders, ya nastical acts on rats

Fuck em' heads and shoulders

You get cho' ho I guess you would

I call that bitch a ho cause that shoe it fits so good

All through the hood fuckin' niggas with no prophylactics

Scared to ask and man it's 96' it's gettin' drastic

Without cho' plastic, headed for the red, bitch on sex

Because you hit from hind and you ain't tryin' to get no head

I've heard you said that you love that ho from here to China

Is it blindness, Ray Charles can see that ho got jaws

Like brakes through Midas



[Hook repeated to fade]