{Chorus: repeat 2x}  They some salt shakers, they shakin' shakin' on your girl  They some salt shakers, they shakin' shakin' on your girl  They some hating ass hoes and they all up in your grill  They be smiling in you're face, but they smile aint real    {Verse 1}  At first it was the hatin' and the muggin'  But now you actin' like you got some lovin'  I know that you a snake bitch sneaky  Stay close so I won't see your weakin'  Do you really think that we is cool  Youz a damn fool  I'm on that out to make this loop   I be watchin' you  And I can tell you out to get me  But hoe before I go you got to kill me  You wanna kick it cause you know it goin' down  I ain't a weak bitch smackin' bitches out a crowd  While you be, be talkin' shit behind my back hoe  (ooh-wee) I just can't wait to let my cover blow  I said that I don't fuck wit hoes anyway  You ain't got to be in my grill bein' fake  I hate it when a bitch think that I'm dumb   Keep on kissin' my ass you don't want none    {Repeat Chorus}    {Verse 2}  I be fuckin' wit a bitch, 'cause a bitch don't smoke  When we be ridin' I be askin' you to fire up that dope  I got no love for you hoe, just keepin' it real  I got no friends, mama told me that a friend will kill  I guess you don't believe bitch, shit you pull this thang  You try to imitate my style just to get you some wang  But did you know chat I really don't be givin' a fuck  A bitches hoe talkin' back and then you might get stuck  'cause you do not see that I see you  Full of animosity but  It's not hard for me to teach you  How to be gone just like me bitch  You wanna war, then I'ma load up my nine  You wanna squash it, then my niggah it's fine  I got to show a bitch that I'm about mine  Can't let you slide hoe to many times (yeah)    {Repeat Chorus}    {Verse 3}  You hoes kills me  Why in the fuck you do that shit  Just stop the hating   That's why I can't fuck wit a bitch and that is fucked up  You better watch your every move or you'll get shot up  Aint got a damn thang to prove, you want my niggah  So then you tell him lies and shit that you had made up  A low down bitch you told him everythang you thought of  Can't drop no thought down on me bitch, we got some real love  Colaboration wit a thug, so I trick you  I know you know I can't be friends wit an ex-hoe  Have conversations wit yo' wanch, so we can stay close  We kick and talk, you tellin' me bout where you stay at  And mane that's good, 'cause now I know just where to buck at  I know you hate me but you actin' like it's all cool  You wanna get me, I'm the one he's commin' home to  You need to stay the fuck up outta of my grill  'cause you ain't real this shit is gonna lead to a kill    {Repeat Chorus}