Used to have a girlfriend, Now all I got is hoes, Just lookin' for a down girl, But she was fuckin' on the low.
Hair done, nails did, caramel complexion, Pussy stayed wet like she was mixed with Mexican. Love, I invested in, trust I invested in, So if she wasn't fuckin' with me, I was stressin' it. Wasn't no questionin', pussy was mine, Wasn't no questionin', Bonnie and Clyde. Still livin' in my momma house, but I let her move in, Momma thought I was trickin' But really I was just choosin', that was my bitch. I was claimin' her when we was fuckin', My bitch wasn't usin' condoms, no nothing. I was in love, she came first before my homies, Like, fuck it, I'm ‘bout to get your name tatted on me!
And that was me and my bitch, Knowin' that these hoes ain't shit. Me and my bitch, ‘Cause nigga ridin' on that Westside shit.
Damn, I caught the bitch cheatin', Damn, she was with him last weekend. What you mean you gon' call right back? What you mean you ain't got time like that? She fucked a nigga, I knew, Ain't really fucked with his crew, I did a song with his brother, And she fucked with him too. All that shit she was talkin', She wasn't really ‘bout it, And it made it even worse, When my homie told me ‘bout it. I gave you your swag, told you to dress like that, I hit your spot, made you say ‘yes!' like that. And they ask me why I trust no bitch, ‘Cause my ex had me feelin' all embarrassed and shit.
Now she tryna get me back, tho, I had her sneakin', creepin' through the back door. I was horny, I just wanted to fuck, I bust a nut in ten minutes, I was in a rush. Reality, I hit it and she sad now, She pregnant, she know I coulda been a dad now. She text me like, ‘I love you.' I text her back like, ‘Fuck you!' I looked down and looked up, Her best friend ain't shit ‘cause my best friend hooked ‘em up, But she know a nigga rich now, She text me like, ‘I'm scandalous.' She just wanna be my bitch now.