[Chorus: repeat 2X]
n***** ain't s***, but hoes and tricks
Lick tha pearl tongue n**** keep tha d***
Get tha f*** out after I c**
So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run
[Trina]
See, me and my boo's we got grands to use
With terrible attitudes n****, who needs you?
Huh, you got your dirty a** feet on my couch
And smokin m*********** weed in my house
Is you sick yo?
I want YOU to get him and your dogs,
To stop grabbin doornobs, and hustle and rob
Or job, get tha f*** out of dodge (you heard that?)
You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that
Cause I'm a bank roll havin b****
Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin b****, I'm fabulous
And immaculate with nice curves
I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
You got nerves, old broke a**, not havin no doe a**
Slow a**, stayin on my porch a**, yo yay your a** n****
You fake b****, you make women hate d***, cuz you ain't s***
[Chorus]
[Lois Lane]
You that same old n****
With tha same low figures
'cept the lies gettin bigga
And the s** lacks the vigor
Got used to the quickies, now your a** is just wack
Tryin to f*** my girl, behind my back, imajin that
I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
Now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after
Looks can be deceivin, and you're poppin much game
Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame
Dressed in ICEBERG, senese still attached
Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match
I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips
Slippin DJ Roslay, givin d*** tips away
Basically, you was holdin like you just went pro
But little did they know, you was flossin my doe
No, I got to go, before you cause a b**** to flick
From waistline to the bottom, you know n***** ain't s***
[Chorus]
[Trina]
You ain't s*** to me yo
I'm spendin grands down in Rio
Manaje` in trio, garage like it cee-lo
4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 we lay low
While ya'll hoes slob d***, you back in ballin a**
n***** ain't s***, taste the c***
And y'all p**** lickin and s***
Wanna go low on me like a basement?
That's why I don't see none of y'all
You better reconize b****, while I sit in front of y'all
I don't owe you s***, n**** you owe me
I'm bout to change the locks, n**** keep the gold key
You better get your s***, take it to your mamy house
Let me show you what a b**** from Miami bout
You got me f***** up, n**** ain't no free nut
Unless you comin VVS marquis cut
[Chorus (repeat til end)]
n***** ain't s***, but hoes and tricks
Lick tha pearl tongue n**** keep tha d***
Get tha f*** out after I c**
So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run
[Trina]
See, me and my boo's we got grands to use
With terrible attitudes n****, who needs you?
Huh, you got your dirty a** feet on my couch
And smokin m*********** weed in my house
Is you sick yo?
I want YOU to get him and your dogs,
To stop grabbin doornobs, and hustle and rob
Or job, get tha f*** out of dodge (you heard that?)
You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that
Cause I'm a bank roll havin b****
Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin b****, I'm fabulous
And immaculate with nice curves
I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg
You got nerves, old broke a**, not havin no doe a**
Slow a**, stayin on my porch a**, yo yay your a** n****
You fake b****, you make women hate d***, cuz you ain't s***
[Chorus]
[Lois Lane]
You that same old n****
With tha same low figures
'cept the lies gettin bigga
And the s** lacks the vigor
Got used to the quickies, now your a** is just wack
Tryin to f*** my girl, behind my back, imajin that
I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter
Now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're goin after
Looks can be deceivin, and you're poppin much game
Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame
Dressed in ICEBERG, senese still attached
Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match
I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper
Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her
Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips
Slippin DJ Roslay, givin d*** tips away
Basically, you was holdin like you just went pro
But little did they know, you was flossin my doe
No, I got to go, before you cause a b**** to flick
From waistline to the bottom, you know n***** ain't s***
[Chorus]
[Trina]
You ain't s*** to me yo
I'm spendin grands down in Rio
Manaje` in trio, garage like it cee-lo
4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 we lay low
While ya'll hoes slob d***, you back in ballin a**
n***** ain't s***, taste the c***
And y'all p**** lickin and s***
Wanna go low on me like a basement?
That's why I don't see none of y'all
You better reconize b****, while I sit in front of y'all
I don't owe you s***, n**** you owe me
I'm bout to change the locks, n**** keep the gold key
You better get your s***, take it to your mamy house
Let me show you what a b**** from Miami bout
You got me f***** up, n**** ain't no free nut
Unless you comin VVS marquis cut
[Chorus (repeat til end)]