[Chorus ­ 3x] (Sung)   Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone   Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'      [Mannie Fresh]   He told me number three was cheap   Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin'   Checkin' in motels every other weekend   Say brah ­ I can't picture lil' one eatin'   Boy you ain't know ­ fo' sho' she creepin'   While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings   Meeting Kitty wit her mouth   That's what yo' chick 'bout   Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out   Sometimes I be likin' ­ when seenin' chicks dykin'   Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'   Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin'   Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting   I be like, "let's get jumped" like a game of checkers   And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records   E.I, C.I, turn a chick out   Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth      [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)   Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone   Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'      [Baby]   There's a story about a bitch named Sally   A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley   She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance   And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi'   Back of the seat or back of the Palace   I'm a Hot Boy ­ it really don't matter   My brother K.C plays them tellers   That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever   Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better   Dick gotta a bitch in Miami ­ a dick-sweater   Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week"   She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki   I don't care, bitch just ride   Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh   Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride   Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise      [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)   Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone   Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'      [Mannie Fresh]   Let me tell you about another one of my lovers   I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers   Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait   Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J      [Baby]   These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics   Baby makin' and jaw-jackin'   Mami suck dick like a lowrider   Ooh-wee, don't stop her      [Mannie Fresh]   Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby   Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy   His eyes green, and his hair wavy   Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me      [Baby]   She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches   But I bet I'd hit that old shitty   She a popper, H.G non-stopper   She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her      [Chorus ­ till end] (Sung)   Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone   Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'      [Mannie Fresh ­ over chorus] (Talking)   Nah shawty, don't cry now   Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed   And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes   And get your old ass beeper   You know that beeper that look like a garage opener   The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer   and get on out of here   Yeah you got to leave, got to go   Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink   Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat   Oh yeah, and get your cell phone   That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it   The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass   football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit   Get your old ass cell phone   And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and   them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here   And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings   You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's   You better get them bitches up outta here too   And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back   That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here   You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more   Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin'   And get your Cutlass keys   Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block   You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway   'cause it was leakin' oil   Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out   Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach   Yeah!