(Yo my nigga fuck that bitch! Tell them all they good for!)
Verse 1: JT Money
Time for them bitches with the
Weave and bangols big ear rings and jangols
Walkin' 'round town lookin' all pretty
Actin' all seditty attitude shitty!
You can't front on me bitch I know ya ass
You was valedictorian of my class
Used to copy your papers you lil' nerd
Now you tryin' to get fly? That shit's for the birds!
Seen you every day jumpin' in cars
BMW's, Benz's and Jaguars
Guess you're lettin' all the dope niggas hit ya
See you on the picture, lettin' three get ya
I remember when niggas couldn't touch you
Sold you a buck or two, now they can fuck you!
You got to rap, now I guess that's kinda fun
Because you made projects from 1991
Simply nothin', hoe! You gets nothin', hoe!
Seen you on film, and now you're frontin'? Yo,
Bitch, don't try to flauge, 'cause all you good for
Is some head and a back massage!
All they good FOR! (4x)
Verse 2: JT Money
I know this bitch who fucked niggas with big money
Now she got a big tummy, lookin' like a big dummy
Told another hoe she fiendin' for John Doe
Don't even know his last name and claims she gettin' John's dough
Hoe, you ain't nothin' but a trick bitch,
Schemin' on niggas, tryin' to get rich
Talkin' bout, "So-and-so is my nigga,"
Sittin' on your ass while your bank account's gettin' bigger
But one nigga bust you up and ran
Now you stuck with a baby on your hands
Lookin' at the next man? Don't even bother
It's not my fault you don't know your baby's father
You
