It's about to be a Remix, hey, this out to all the ladies got beef with another *** Just walk up to that *** and tell her, whatcha tell
I don't fight, I argue I just hit chick with a bottle I fight, I don't argue I just hit that with a bottle (It's about to be a girlfight)
We to throw them bows We 'bout to swing thangs We 'bout to them bows We 'bout to swing them It's to be a what? Girlfight
I hit that chick wit a bottle, I hit her throttle think I could do it 'cause I look like a model I'm so impossible, for girlfights The first to leave a in the hospital
me, yup, M.S.B. Ms. Bottle Action, I you heffas can't see me Y'all never take me an' insinuate me Turn an' bite me an' try to demonstrate me
How 'bout I slap ya an' hit ya with one of these Punch ya homie in the mouth with a handful of Don't no help, I can do it myself Had a clique of girls, now you all by yourself
You all alone, you ain't said one Think security stop it? I'll just flip them a bird What? You got a beef, baby, I ya, we can cook it Put ya dukes up, b***, you fight? We can do it
We 'bout to them bows We 'bout to swing thangs We 'bout to throw them We 'bout to swing them about to be a what? Girlfight
Slit ya to the meat, *** if you got beef An' that's food for thought, so my can eat If I gotta the girl, I'm snatchin' out her curls I'ma catch that *** around the corner, her tushy Earl
An' let her world caved in, just like her know I done it 'cause I left no trace I'm a bad mothaf***, Chi town, my base Brooke, diggin' in yo a***, Valentines Day
Do what I say, lay, lay, lay, my on ya jaw You won't never get a sayin' what they saw I ain't tryin' to be no victim, you wanna cross line? I leave a b*** blood, like it's *** time
Got that old school in me like You can't home without my CD, like Air Max I throw them bows left to I'm so so Def a like, like Mike, ***
We 'bout to them bows We 'bout to swing them We 'bout to throw them We to swing them thangs It's about to be a Girlfight
Look, if you wanna get it poppin' I can act like I got a album droppin' But, you the to talk slick, quick Get ya a*** whipped an' go call the cops
[Incomprehensible] in the of gettin' it started all types of reports, sayin' you got robbed Now that ain't gangsta an' you ain't Matter 'fact, whole low fake crew is wankstas
I'm tellin' you, you don't want it with me I don't how to act, Remy'll O.D. I be out, waitin' at ya J O B Wit my hair in two braids, face
An' my squad the plan before we start thumpin' Even if I'm winnin', we gon' jump in wreckless, no hired protection An' we still walkin' them metal detectors
We 'bout to them bows We to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them We to swing them thangs It's about to be a what?
I'm poppin' one heffa, two heffas, three heffas, If chick with her, watch her watch her hit the flo' I don't fight, I don't Yeah, I hit that chick with a bottle