Yo, up Zone man? Yo, craculatin', man? Yeah, you got a lot of folks mad year, man That bitch magna t-shirt buggin' out on stage, yeah,
All shit, man, people got heated Yo, let me tell these something, man Yo, if you you got it going on, we cool I ain't talking bad you
But to the girls that's getting I mean you must be talking to you if gettin' mad Look like the girls right around the Pony Cafe Yo, it on down, man, break it on down
Every I do a show, I catch beef with these weak ass groups And chicks drinkin' wheat grass juice by my t-shirts and how I behave Just because I ain't dashiki's and braids
But if you you ain't a bitch then you wouldn't get mad a fake Mya Angelou, stunt, get a job, bitch The Metro, The Scholar to The Cafe You got mad, a biatch and you know it that way, bitch
To the fake-ass headwrap chicks on the low kidnappin' dicks Bitch, stop starin' like I out of Bellvue If you lookin' for enlightened, men, I help you You got your You can still be a bitch
If you knew your baby's father maybe you be a bitch (Asshole) Who the you mean, me? Stunt, you must be out of your Must be something in the tea
And some of these chicks used to on the table Now they hatin' on me, educational You can get mad, blue in the face But I pee, I hit your grill so I don't ruin the drapes
Bitch, bitch, bitch, Bitch, bitch, bitch,
Oh, I see how it's down You what I'm saying? Yo, if it don't apply to you, you gonna get mad But, yo, it ain't a gender thing
of these dudes is bitches too, man I'm gonna the fellas real quick Hey, you're about my sister start about these punk ass cats, b-b-bitch
Females are quick to get mad but it's to remember You can be a bitch regardless of gender at me like a Muslim, nigga I saw you in with a hot dog, bitch, stop lyin'
You a bitch 'cuz you told me, "Stay forever" Fuck you, I want a Caddy with dice in the mirror any DJ puttin' 6 joints of mine on a mix tape We fightin' year
Online or on stage, you took to diss me? Thanks for the promotion, I was Male or female, if the fits you me in the key of F sharp, biatch
Listen, you no-job having, scrub You need to learn to respect a sister I went to a and all I heard was bitch this, bitch that Me and my fellow sisters, we don't play shit, nigga
You grabbing on stage? That's not conscious It's bullshit, where is the message? You don't a goddess like me anyway So you, bitch
Hey, about me? You're nothing but a bitch Bitch, the bitch, yo, bitch Don't be callin' me no bitch, Who you talkin' 'bout? You,
Punk bitch, bitch, bitch, you, bitch, and kept goin' Now wait a minute, you're talking my sister Fifty-cent juice drinkin',