who the fuck is you talking to, first of all?
I don't even know why you talking to me,
I don't even like your ass.
I don't even know why you talking to me,
cause I don't even like your ass.
Yes, who the fuck you calling the
bitch bitch don't even start it
You just mad cuz you still living
in the raggedy ass apartment
I've been driving something expensive
just a button push to start it
Why would I bless you like that you be
talking to me like I'm retarded
then you be like ain't never done nothing
but I can't believe it a grateful
You lucky you ain't a man
cuz I'd break your motherfucking
and not murder you where you stand
And yeah, you got that coke bottle shape,
but that ain't enough for me
You ain't gotta be street smart,
but you gotta have common
My baby mama can hate me all
you know you ain't never bought a blunt for me
the rest of that you can keep it
I'm not even attracted to
I hate you, bitch, swear to God
I hate this bitch, y 'all
Do 70 miles per hour, hoe,
and crash in to a brick wall
Done with dealing with your attitude
if you just care about you
that's what the fuck I'm gonna do
Bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone
but that don't mean nothing to me
All I need is my R -E -S -P -E -C -T
Bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone
with too many young boys,
you can't recognize a man, can you?
Rollin' your neck and smackin'
Stop actin' your shoe size, woman,
How the fuck can I be serious
about somebody that's always
I swear I earned every goddamn dime
But your ignorant ass got
You ain't my wife, bitch, livin' like that,
that ain't the life, bitch
Get the hell out my house tonight,
bitch, get the jury, fuck that ice,
I'm the only thing that's priceless,
you ain't never gon' find another me
Bitch, I've been cheatin' on ya,
cause I ain't in love with
Think I'm fuckin' another bitch,
lookin' for phone numbers
And lookin' for hives in my bed
that didn't come out your head
Talkin' shit like you a man too,
ooh, bitch, I can't stand you
savage yo' ass and body slam you
They'd give me five years in prison
Fuck it, I'ma pair up two bitches
from the neighborhood to jump yo' ass
can't concentrate on my hustle
Cause I keep arguing with my hoe
Street life, when I get home
I'm the only motherfucker
if you just care about you
that's what the fuck I'm gonna do
but that don't mean nothin' to me
All I need is my R -E -S -P -E -C -T
Bitch, I'm gone, I'm gone,