Bitch, i'm here to tell you i lied  When i seen that thick-ass it was over  Nothin else mattered, i ain't even care  I pulled the rubber off when i stuck it up in there too    Bitch, i lied to you, this ain't my home  Kicked in the back door and now we're alone  I stole the car that i picked you up in  Plus me and your girl have been fuckin    Bitch, i lied, everything i said to you  All steps to land in your bed with you  My watch is fake, this ain't my coat  And i sent you letters that my brother wrote for me    Bitch, i lied, everytime i left town  I really stayed right here at home  Dickin hoes down, every penny that you helped my mom  With went straight to the asian spa, bitch    [chorus]  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it  Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, no prize  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it   Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, girl, no prize    Bitch, i lied, i didn't buy you that  I stole you that, and then i stole it back  It ain't no mr. right without a mr. wrong  First, and you fucked up and met mr. worst    I fucked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat  And kept on and never missed a beat  And bitch, i lied, my name ain't lance  I lied my way in and outta your pants    I never played football for michigan state  I lied to your neden and it bit the bait  I never won a medal for winnin a back stroke race  But bitch, i lied to your face    I'm the motherfucker that stole your momma's purse  And watched you and your daddy blame it on her  I lied everyday of our lives to your ear holes  (you look really good when you wear those)    [chorus]  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it  Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, no prize  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it  Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, girl, no prize    Bitch, i lied, about so much shit  Half the shit, i forget  I tell you new lies to cover the old  I throw hot new shit on top of the cold    Flip the script up and talk you blind  Backwards, re-enactment, rewind   Tangle the topic, have you blamin you  For the fucked up shit i do    I told you i owned a mcdonald's in thailand  (and you bought that shit, damn)  I told you that al pacino was my man  (and you bought that shit, damn)  I told you a whole lotta shit cuz i can  (and you bought that shit, damn)  You're no brize, bitch, no prize    [chorus]  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it  Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, no prize  Hey look, i lied and i'm happy for it  Look how you turned out to be  You're no prize, girl, no prize