It's about to be a Remix, hey, this out to all the ladies That got beef with *** Just walk up to that *** and tell her, tell her?
I don't fight, I argue I just hit chick with a bottle I fight, I don't argue I just hit that chick with a (It's about to be a girlfight)
We 'bout to throw bows We to swing them thangs We to throw them bows We to swing them thangs It's about to be a 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, originated for The to leave a heffa in the hospital
me, yup, M.S.B. Ms. Action, I swear you heffas can't see me Y'all can't never take me an' me around an' bite me an' try to demonstrate me
Huh? How 'bout I slap ya an' hit ya one of these Punch ya homie in the mouth with a handful of Don't need no help, I can do it Had a full of girls, now you all by yourself
You all alone, you said one word Think security gonna stop it? just flip them a bird You got a beef, baby, I tell ya, we can cook it Put ya dukes up, b***, you wanna We can do it
We 'bout to throw them We 'bout to swing thangs We to throw them bows We 'bout to them thangs about to be a what? Girlfight
Slit ya to the meat, *** if you got beef An' that's for thought, so my pits' can eat If I gotta fight the girl, I'm out her curls I'ma catch that *** around the corner, beat her tushy
An' let her world caved in, just her face Nobody know I done it 'cause I no trace I'm a bad mothaf***, Chi town, my base Brooke, diggin' in yo a***, Valentines Day
Do I say, lay, lay, lay, my knuckles on ya jaw You won't never get a witness sayin' what saw I ain't tryin' to be no victim, you wanna cross line? I leave a b*** leakin' blood, like it's ***
Got old school in me like Tampax You can't leave home without my CD, Air Max I throw bows left to right I'm so so Def a like, like Mike, ***
We to throw them bows We to swing them thangs We 'bout to throw them We 'bout to swing thangs It's about to be a what?
Look, if you really get it poppin' I can act I ain't got a album droppin' But, you the type to slick, quick Get ya a*** whipped an' then go the cops
[Incomprehensible] in the process of it started File all of reports, sayin' you got robbed Now ain't gangsta an' you ain't gangsta Matter 'fact, your whole low fake crew is
I'm tellin' you, you really want it with me I know 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 know the plan before we start Even if I'm winnin', we call jump in Talkin' wreckless, no hired An' we still 'round them metal detectors
We 'bout to them bows We 'bout to swing them We 'bout to throw them We 'bout to them thangs about to be a what? Girlfight
I'm poppin' one heffa, two heffas, heffas, four If that with her, watch her watch her hit the flo' I don't fight, I don't Yeah, I just hit that chick a bottle