[intro]

Ughh, ladies, y'know how that sayin' goes

Be careful what you ask for in life

Cuz you just might get it

Dependin' on what you ask for, what you get?

You might not be able to get out of

You heard? ughh



[foxy]

Niggas might take advantage if you let 'em

Play your cards right, and if you fuck 'em in the same night

Make sure that he don't snitch

Must be up to sumpin' or be lyin' on his dick

Shit, you know how niggas flick from gettin' pussy to head

'til you spent yo' brant and blew his dick

Especially if he trick, shit

Don't complain bitch, do yo' thang and cop that ring



When he hit you with that game, you be like

"a'ight, dude, whatever" and sleep on it

Put like a week on it, get the benz jeep and creep on it

Do you like yeah, faggot, screw you

Fuck am i to do now? just lay back like i'm that lame bitch

Dude, i'm that same bitch, don't you know? never cross no hoe

Especially if she was wifee and she know where the snatch go

Fuck you wildin' fo'? who you stylin' fo'?

And the truth is he fuckin' with the deuce kid

He don't know that i stick and move

Get him right for that chyna white

Nothing to lose, and i see right through him

Yeah, we fuckin' tonight

And the duke ain't what he talkin' then i'm truckin' tonight

And if he sweet with the big ones, i'm lucky tonight

And if he packin' like he yappin', i'm doin' him right



1 - [noreaga]

Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right

And the dope that he singing

In the hood ain't that chyna white

We say fuck 'em, fuck 'em

Cuz he just ain't right

We say fuck 'em, fuck 'em

Cuz he just ain't tight



Yo, when your man ain't fuckin' you right

And the dope that he singing

In the hood ain't that chyna white

We say fuck 'em, fuck 'em

Cuz he just ain't right

We say fuck 'em, fuck 'em

Cuz he just ain't tight



[foxy]

Ughh, mostly, they'll play you closely

Especially if you fuckin' 'em, and he think you trustin' him

Damn bitch, you lovin' 'em, impressed like that

Bomb head, e'ry night, is the sex like that?

Yeah, you ain't know, i would stress like that

Over due, not his ones, he don't handle like that

Shoulda known not to fuck wit no light weight cats

Rollin' doves in his stacks, i ain't fuckin' wit that

I'm like 'dude, where the fuck is yo' big heads at?'

And you know how i get down, i don't pumps like that

Plus he act funny, and he only fuck with track money

And i'm, seven zero platinum-plat money, it's not a game, nigga

And like sparkle, be careful what you say, nigga

The kind of cat that make wonder if he was sent to do this

Put it down for you, first chick he ever cried fo'

Never had a chick that raps like this

Ain't impressed for no c cuz we straight like this

And he makes it very clear baby mothers don't exist

They just some fox haters and condom breakers, ya heard?



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[foxy]

Ughh, the situation is

Y'all chicks be fuckin' with that mistress shit

Bad broke, if not for the dough, i splits with the quickness

Pleads no fifths, leaves no traces, ya heard?

What the fuck is this? payback shit?

Is it god striking me for some way back shit?

I'm like, damn, was the bitch really foul like this?

And my loc'ing just to think i should slash my wrist

Am i seven for me thinkin' i should total my six

Or just straight spazz out, fuck his man and split

Take the code to the safe and just empty his bricks

On the low, but i know that he love when i flip

Ya'll bet the note, had him throw the smash game

Shit, i got the ring bitch and his last name

Any bitch could do a nigga whole bit

Any bitch could luck up and have a kid

Any chick could fuck a nigga for spite

But the nigga got to love you if he make you his wife

Ughh, ya'll chicks is lonely, i'm ownin' that dick

And on top of all this bullshit, i'm still his chick



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