Fuck it up girl, go on, fuck it up, girl Go on, fuck it up, girl, go on, fuck it up, girl You're with your girlfriends, I'm with my niggas I know we drunk talking shit, but that's my nigga Fifty inch weave but you bought it so it's yours hair Drop it to

Don't save her, she don't wanna be saved One time for my LA sisters One time for my LA hoes Lame niggas can't tell the difference One time for a nigga who knows Nigga you know how it go Fool me one time shame on you Fool me twice, can't put the blame on

Watch dem niggas that be close to you And make sure they do what they supposed to do Cause you know they be thinking about smoking you Never personal, nowadays, it's the ways They never realized, how real Nas, is so decisive It's just the likeness, of

Tell 'em who you got it from And bitch, I know I see you got some pain I see you got a name Show niggas your broken heart and Tell everyone I did all this Tell 'em all I'm the one you shouldn't get involved with I don't need you but you do need me, it

Knowin' that bad guys tell mad lies? (Sometimes you want more than just a honey wit ass) Why do good girls (what what what) like bad guys? (And why do) Dog niggas (want a honey wit class?) Why do (good girls) like bad guys Hey yo boo, why do (good girls)

Niggas hate all the time, I got no fuck to give Lil' nigga speak your mind, why you still bein' stiff? Know it's the perfect time, yeah they know what it is And she gon' fuck with me, she like the way I live Ay, and she gon' fuck with me, she like the

They used to tell me that I wouldn't be nothing Now Lamborghinis and Porsches we stunting Look at me now nigga Pull up, get your bitch, in drop top we roll out Y'all niggas ain't shit They all act like they ain't know bet they know now I'm up nigga

I'mma smooth young nigga, Balmain's and Margiela's Bout a hundred thou on me, I'm hurting these suckas feelings What do you prove when you making 'em all jealous? I'm allergic to broke niggas 'cause all we know is get it, ayy I'm allergic to broke niggas

Getting drunk with these bitches and when they leave, they get followed I got a story to tell, you know I cherish thee Hope it ain't too many feelings involved I see niggas in this bitch, stuntin', popping bottles Fall asleep with that bitch and really

You're such a fuckin' ho, I love it (I love it) I'm a sick fuck, I like a quick fuck (whoop!) 'Cause you know in the old days they couldn't say the shit they wanted to say They had to fake orgasms and shit We can tell niggas today, "Hey, I wanna cum,