What do ya do when yo' bitch is untrue? You cut that hooker off and find someone new I need another bitch (another bitch), in my life
Uh-huh, uhh, uhh I know he don't treat you like I treat you Time to explain the game you see through Sex is lethal, I ain't gonna lie Means to get ya back, I ain't gonna try Like this you all, my girl sucked another nigga dick y'all Light skinned with the chrome out six y'all Thought they was creeping, two trips to V-A every third weekend While you was sleeping, he hit you on the box Sixty-nine go non-stop Should've left ya then, but my heart said not You knew too much, the relationship grew too much You knew about the crack vials, means to be trialed Way I hid dough under the bathroom towel Waited for a while, thought you was my right thing Then things got frightening Peep the scene, sorta like Sam Rosten Guess you ginger, huh, go figure Never thought you could be a gold digger Take my dough and spend with the next nigga Asked my man Trigga, my ace boom coon Told me cut the bitch off 'fore the shit balloon Now I'm like Brandy, Sittin In My Room Pissy drunk listening to Stylistic tunes Or the O-Jays, thinkin bout the old days My nigga's like, fuck that bitch, go play Baller, did she beep you? Don't call her Guess who I seen, that freak bitch Paula She was asking bout ya whereabouts Here's the digits, I know you can wear that out Tear that out the frame, ya game so tight You'll be all fucking night
What do ya do when your man is untrue? Do you cut the sucker off and find someone new? I need another man, in my life
Mmm, uhhh, uhhh! Member when you said you would die for me, shit All of that was just lies to me Motherfucker should've never said bye to me Now you cry for me, like Jodeci It's like that y'all, my nigga hit another bitch from the back y'all Black nasty and matter fact you all Should've seen the hoe, nigga pack ya shit You out the door, oh What about the fight in the Mirage? I seen ya Benz, parked outside my sister's garage Said it was ya friend Rog, bullshit I ain't gonna keep puttin up wit the bullshit And still I, never sweat these bitches Who be hanged like plaques on the wall and ya pictures Scaling fishes, my love is concrete Stashin ya heat in the passenger seat of the Nautica Jeep, we've been down for so long Still a bitch like me trying to hold on Teary eyed, damn a bitch steaming Girls steady screaming, 'Kim you need to leave him!' When I testified in court, couldn't think straight thinkin bout the bitches I fought over you, nigga half the shit you bought And fuck you, moving is my last resort You see nine outta ten niggas, ain't shit One outta five niggas suck a dick Ya mad at me, too bad she ain't as bad as me Could've kept the freak bitch off my canape Now you see, ain't no pussy warm as mine Long as mine, ain't no love as strong as this When I sucked ya dick, it's like smocking a roach Uhh, I go from first class to coach