Money coming home to me
Baby girl, this is where it post to be
You callin' me a dog because my pedigree
But you about everything and you made my food
So what that makes you?
You runnin' round fukkin' like you a dude
You try and tell me that I'm boyfriend number two
But I don't wanna be your boyfriend number two
I want the one spot and for that I'll murk dudes
But now I irk you, where the fukk that come from?
Plus when you with your friends, you be callin' me bums
I had to tell you ma, you know Im like her son
You callin' me broke like i aint write my name on a hundun
I love when we fight then fukk each other
Try to bluff each other, we try to cuff each other
But there were still others that we call lovers
That fukkboy was named Danny like Glover
You probably gave him head, that's why I never ever kissed you
You gone 10 minutes and I already missed you
That nikka dissed you, I never dissed you
I would've kissed you, that nikka bit you