Wednesday: 4:20 P.M.

Don't you fuckin' hang up on me, who the fuck do you think you are?

Do you know who the fuck your hanging up on?

Don't fuckin' hang up on me

(Oh man I'm sick of these bitches)

Wednesday: 8:20 P.M.

Jermaine? where are you?

(Oh God, God, more bitches)

JD - Ya know, I'm getting real sick of all these slutty ass bitches

Da Brat - I'm about sick of these dumb muthafuckas that bullshit

JD - Ya know, bitches be playin' too many games, ya know, we don't play

no games

Da Brat - Man, fuck niggas, all of ya's are dumb muthafuckas pricks

JD - Now Playas, don't cha hate when a girl try to make ya wait

When ya know deep down she wanna get down

But she keep talkin' you to death and playin' around

Da Brat - Now Ladies, don't cha hate when a nigga try to fuck on the

first date

Thinkin' that we mean yes when we say no

And they ain't spend no dough, nigga all that's got to

go

[Da Brat]

It's funny how niggas get a bitch bent, and wanna fuck till there stiff

dick get lift

Gotta pay for my shit, my grit, my six, love me like I love a dog with

interest

I don't flaunt for no broke nigga with garnet, if his heart's in it

start spinnin'

Keep me grinnin' with that shit, we could fuck till the springs pop on

the matress

The fact is I'ma flat bitch, I show that, you muthafuckas would love to

hit 'em in bed, no doubt

Some of ya'll give head too quick, in the bed too quick, first think of

them chest then

If he leave you, you could still grieve through the weak with a few G

snacks, easy

If it's me you wanna get at, I'm with that, invest in some pussy ass

grit at

JD -