All the guys would say she's mighty fine 

But mighty fine only got you somewhere half the time 

And the other half either got you cursed out, or coming up short 

Yeah, now dig this, even though 

You'd need a golden calculator to divide 

The time it took to look inside and realize that 

Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah! 



[Chorus- Repeat 2x] 

I know you'd like to thank your shit don't stank 

But lean a little bit closer 

See that roses really smell like boo-boo 

Yeah, roses really smell like boo-boo 



[Verse Two - Andre 3000] 

Caroline! See she's the reason for the word "bitch" 

I hope she's speeding on the way to the club 

Trying to hurry up to get to some 

Baller or singer or somebody like that 

And try to put on her makeup in the mirror 

And crash, crash, crash.. into a ditch! (Just Playing!) 

She needs a golden calculator to divide 

The time it took to look inside and realize that 

Real guys go for real down to Mars girls, yeah! 



[Chorus] 



[Verse Three] 

Well she's got a hotties body, but her attitude is potty 

When I met her at a party she was hardly acting naughty 

I said shorty "Would you call me?" 

She said "Pardon me, are you ballin'?" 

I said "Darling, you sound like a prostitute pausing" 

Oh so you're one them chicks, get geeked at the sight of ATM receipts 

But game been peeped, dropping names she's weak 

Trickin' off this bitch is lost 

Must take me for a geek a quick way to eat 

A neat place sleep, a rent-a-car for a week, a trick for a treat 

Now go on the raw sex, my AIDS test is flawless 

Regardless, we don't want to get involved with no lawyers 

And judges just to hold grudges in a courtroom 

I wanna see ya support bra not support you! 

Better come back down to Mars 

Girl, quit chasin' cars 

What happens when the dough get so low 

Bitch, you ain't that fine 

No way.. no way.. no way 



[Repeat 2x] 

Crazy bitch 

Bitch, stupid ass bitch 

Old punk ass bitch, old dumbass bitch 

A bitch's bitch, just a bitchThanks to thudord@yahoo.com