Blah, blah, blah, bitch Using bid'ness just to sit up on my dick How I know is cause she asking for my Addie, Addie When we at work, she hopin' that we both be chatty patties Yeah? Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? Givin' y'all the shout of the day We celebrating, we no longer selling powder for pay Though the ladies really wanna question without a delay They beat around the bush instead of gettin' it out of the way Come to my success, we yelling "Prost" (Prost!) I can never blame the bitches wanting to get close 'Cause this independent game, we make the most That's why all the ladies asking me "Can we get ghost?" (Ghost!) Then these ladies wanna fuck down But they want us all to hush now Instead of saying she wants her guts pounded, she think of everything to cut 'round it I'ma just tell you to cut to the chase You want the D, and you up for the taste Lie and run away, got lots of people They rushing for our way like fucking seagulls Wanna see you after hours, to cut But instead of steppin', like a coward, you stuck Wanna come and make me chowder? drink some Amaretto Sours? Play that Absolute Power louder to fu-fu Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? I ain't with that phony shit Stop acting like we got bid'ness when you wanted to only sit on thee dick See me and passin' you, wanna see you wag your tail Worse that can happen is me telling you "Take this bag of L's" Hate you had to fail, 'cause really it was on groom-watch Havin' visions of you when I was livin' up in the Boondocks Bringin' children up in the building, try'na consume shots Blood-sucking bitches be the reason I keep my room locked So keep a square bid'ness The thing you really want from Tech Nina ain't near bid'ness They really quick to run up and offer you their digits They got millionaire wishes They want you to bare witness, to share kisses Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Fuh what? Just to come over to cook for all you Fuh what? Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through Fuh what? Ringin' my phone Real late at night when my bitch is at home I can't believe it, this got me heated How you gon' hit me this late 'bout a song Bitch, watch your lip quick Let us be realistic If you come in fraudulent, you'll never sit on this dick She look at my Rollie Barely even know me, wanna cook me some Bertolli Question is fuh what? Answer is to fuck! Keep it real baby bubble Burning bridges bein' a bish washer Tech N9ne! And she's on call, fuh what? They want your number so they can call you Just to come over to cook for all you Thought she was thirsty and it was all true Only business she want is hopin' you let her fall through