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