Yo why these bitches in the game gettin' serious for? I was just playin' when I said you looked liked curious george I mean, I was in the SL- Ice on the bez-el I ain't mad at you lil mama you a sketel I'm a winner you that thing that start with a es-el Rhyme with a cruzer End with a r-ra Yup your a loser I am a super star-a F.a.b.o I do it like tacara Cause ya"ll some dylon hoes try to fuck up my band I fuck with nylon hoes I got the pumps and the bumps The pumps in the trunk In case I gotta spazz and blast you mudda cunts I had to laugh at that one Bitch get outta line Ima slap the fat one I'm such a maniac Where Wayne at? I'm tryna get some brainiac I gets down like when niggas is shootin' Mami I style wild like when niggas is lootin' Hoes is mad cause these hoes is losin' They do alot of walkin', I do alot of cruzin' Put the top in the back of trunk Take off a shoe, slap a bitch with the back of the pump I ain't never had a problem giving bitches the business Pop bitches in the eye like I finish my spinach I'm a New York broad, spend chips in the village Hopped out the yellow cab, oops, the yellow jag-uar Girls don't like me, guess it's the swagger Don't talk to me bout chicks got skills She's alright but she's not real. Listen big homie, I'm that deal I say I body bitches that mean that bitch got killed riding the baseline like I'm Quil O'neal [Hook] Now how many bitches do it take to knock me down You know bitches gon' hate But I don't give a fuck who you bodied on tape I'm into movin' weight mami in and out of state let's get it now. (x2)