(talking) My main gul ain't that some shit.

i ain't wit it

Niggas ain't shit bitches ain't either

all that falling in love and all that

it don't work it ain't never work

Adam and Eve couldn't even be tru to each other

so how you expect me and another shawty...

i ain't lying, i ain't lying



(smoke)

i ain't gon lie

i admit i just wanted to fuck some

get cha, split cha,hit cha, and trick you to suck some

love ya and leave ya

like Tina and Rick James

but i fell for ya jazzy, classy and trick games

you in the processs, i'm just trying to get cha naked

not slip the bullet see and plus that you should be respected

never neglected

i gave you my all and all

i bought you jewelry, nails, hairdo's and all your draws

i called and called straight bug-a booin fa real

that's when i knew this never imagined love for you was trill

making love was like heaven right here on yo couch

beating and digging each morning (smoke don't stop)

my wife damn right and proud to say it

my lady, i can trust i done finally made it

my main thang, my shawty, my ole' lady

took conversation with my hommies dis ho crazy

dis hoe think we be going on trips and fucking groupie hoes

and i be lying when i say i'm at the studio

listening to he said and she said so she went and cheated

she be giving me head and him too.

heard you be caking him and callling him boo

i want back my pink ice rings and Tim boots

and you can get back all this shit you bought me

you fooled me had me thinking you was my shawty,shawty



caught her fucked up

can't say shit so keep ya trap shut

knowing ya wrong on my phone and i know when i tapped.



chorus-- you was my main roni