(female voice sings throughout song)
I love it (ha, i know ya do)
You need to save all your bullshit threats and drama
Niggas need to act their age
Spittin' til you slip on the floor
I make you girl not want you no more
Step to your label make 'em dish out all the cash in the place before
I hafta punch somebody's ass in the face
Yo, yo, the ugliest thug never runnin' out of money in clubs
Got the crib with the african rugs
Baggin' hoes by the carload
Break into their crib and disconnect the star alarm-o
Yo, big fish eat little fish, you little bitch
You ticklish, i push niggas up like licorice
You wanna be a big baller, but you travelin'
Talk about battlin', nigga stop babblin'
Yo, when the first body touches the ground
Alot of blood gushes around, my silencer crushes the sound
Jigged out patch your glazy suits, pimpin' hoes in daisy dukes
Beatnuts flip the most amazing loot
What you love, losin' with a push and a shove
Who you think lent oj the glove?
Make you slam on the hard floor
And do a backspin on the cardboard
Jump from 20 stories above so i can write my name in your blood
Why? cause we own cribs, own whips and chrome rims
Bone skins with silicone tits
I love it (i know ya do, i know ya do)(repeat 4x)
Thinkin' of ways of gettin' rid of me
I scream on bitches like you
I'll punch you while you talk on the phone
Park, even wait for you in front of your home
Seen you front like a million times
Plus your knuckles ain't fuckin' with mine
Can't live without crossing the line
Busted my nine so money if you want it just follow the sign