( Vita )   Who tha bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?      ( Ja Rule )   Niggas know the name   Bitches know the name   V-I-T-A   Hoes stay in lane      ( Vita )   Just in case you didn't know    Vita be that feisty chick   Not really impressed with ice and shit   See I'm more concerned with dough   How to stack it and let it grow   Picture me in a custom drop five double O   Y'all don't know   I spit it sick like Lupus   Each bar making it hard for you to dupe this   And the truth is I'm nothing nice   Late night on the corner with my thugs throwing the dice   This is for my, slick cats moving some 'vest   And all of my bitches who's stripping trying to pay for some messes   Don't get discouraged get your dough mama   You better know I'mma milk this game until I'm filthy   See how I'm built G   Genuwine dime one of a kind   So what you selling I ain't buying   So nigga, stop trying   Straight out the gate, five hundred thou in one week   Making it hard for you broads to eat      ( Vita )   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?      ( Tah Murdah )   Niggas know the name   Bitches know the name   V-I-T-A   Way aheadof the game nigga      ( Vita )   You like it? Want it?   Get it got it and flaunt it   Vivid and hotter than a lot of broads they timid   If you hearing that hot shit   Then you know that I spitted   And bitches you shitted on   I never been the type to like to hound no nigga   My world don't revolve around no nigga   See I don't put it down for niggas   Cock and bust rounds for niggas   And took pies out of town on Greyhound for niggas   It's Vita, diva mami you find me in a two-seater    Leaning low for the Jersey Turnpike blowing drogue   Balling like Rebecca Lobos   Spitting this fire so you birds will burn   What it's gone take for y'all to learn?   That you broads got fat while I starved it's my turn   It won't stop until well over a billion is burned    Straight out the gate, five hundred thou in one week   Making it hard for you broads to eat      ( Vita )   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?      ( Black Child )   Niggas know the name   Bitches know the name   V-I-T-A   And ain't shit gone change      ( Vita )   Now all my bitches is you with me?   ( Tah Murdah )   We get it on, uh and sip Don, if the Cris is gone   ( Black Child )   And all my niggas is y'all wit me?   ( Ja Rule )   Uh, holding the block down   And all of my thugs   Up north on lock down      ( Vita )   Yeah miss lady and at times I'm shady   And I prefer half on sme chips   Instead of half on a baby   Don't get it twisted   I love the youth   And got love for all of my mami's   That gone stand behind me it's our world   We shine like diamonds and pearls   And I confess I'm one of the best   Coming straight out the gate   Scanning five hundred thou in one week   Making it hard for you broads to eat      ( Vita )   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, Vita   Who that bitch be, bitch be?   Vita, Vita, Vita   Vita, Vita, VIta   Who that bitch be, bitch be?