[Hook: Young Dro] Bitch that a holla 'bout "Fuck Me"? Naw, Fuck Dat Bitch Fuck Dat Bitch (2×) Bitch that a holla 'bout "Fuck Me"? Naw, Fuck Dat Bitch Fuck Dat Bitch (2×) Bitch that a holla 'bout "Fuck Me"? Naw, Fuck Dat Bitch
[Verse 1: Dice] Yo, just met a chick in the club/ Walked up to her like, "What the bihness is?"/ She said, "This gone cost"/ Bitch I'm a boss, like a nigga with a bunch of businesses/ She let me know from the go she a gold diggin' ho/ But yo, I love when bitches get feisty, she'll never be wifey/ But I might let her suck my dick, but shit/ I be on that boss shit, no moonlight, but I be on that Ross shit/ An hour later, took her to the house and slayed her ass 'til she got exhausted/ I woke up, the dame was gone, my chain was gone, aww fuck I almost lost it/ For a second I thought I lost it, then I realized she stole it...aww shit/ (Fuck Dat Bitch)/ I don't know what made me trust that (bitch)/ Called up my female homies from East Side Long Beach/ They had to jump that (bitch)/ I'm in a cold position, man I was trippin', fuckin' with that hatin' ass slut/ Yeah I got caught slippin', slackin' on my pimpin', "It's all good, playas fuck up"/ I met another chick; I met her while I was ridin' through traffic/ I was trynna get it crackin', her rear-end I was plottin' on smashin'/ She had them red bottoms on, so I figured she was probably into fashion/ She gave me her business card man, classy, she the opposite of ratchet/ After I fucked a few times yo, she was in love with my cock/ Us Horseshoe niggas is kinda like a new pair of Jordans/ Nigga them shoes stay up in that box/ I got bored with her, started ignoring her/ Fuck it, letting her have someone else/ She left an angry voice message said/ If I wax someone else, it'd be bad for my health (man, please)/ (Fuck Dat Bitch)/ A nigga wasn't really trynna love that (bitch)/ Her ass was bad but her attitude was trash/ So a nigga had to dump that (bitch)/ She sent me a picture of her in a wedding dress holding a mean .38/ I ain't worried 'bout the drama scene startin'/ But I'm feelin' like Martin, a thin line between love and hate...