(feat. Lady Luck)    [Rap Lady Luck:]  One two I remember when we first met   I fell in love with the sex hickeys on my tities  Bite marks on my neck wifey like next   But now you get vexed and in the last six months  Seems you lost respect you dont call when you hang out  Ball with the range out act all wild in the mall wanna bang out  Shit nigga you dont know who I be  Instead of flippin on me get a J.O.B.    [Vee:]  Loud talkin pickin my clothes like a orphan   And when ever im out you be stalkin  911 paging you be callin what so important  Use the bathroom then you come back and say you want to talk  With your hands not washed and the seat up  Get a job and get your ass up and make the bed up yeah    What do you do when your man is a bum  Cant keep a job for more than a month  Your friends dont like him and his game is dead  You blew it off with him cause hes good in bed  Take your keys and throw them out  Or just get mad and run your mouth  You work all day hes on the couch  Dont that make you want to blackout    [Chorus:]  Think im about to blackout blackout   Grabin out wildin out   Flippin on me im flippin on you  Dont wanna make me act a fool  Think im about to blackout blackout  Grabin out wildin out  Dont wanna lose my cool  Im about to blackout on you    [Fonz:]  Talkin like you got room   Dont even clean the house  Never seen a broom  Movin my shit dont know where its at  I told you more than once I wasnt havin that  Im about to blackout got to let it out  Doin crazy things make me want to shout  Blowin up my cell whats that all about  Sayin you was home when I seen you out  Im havin doubts    Now what do you do when your girls a bird  Pack her shit kick to the curb  Lose your cool catch your case  Sleep wit her friends throw it back in her face  Do ya take her back try again  Cant leave home dont trust your friends  Turn your back she'll play you out  Dont that make you want to blackout    [Chorus]    [Hook Together:]  Clothes smellin like perfume or makeup   Call me somebody else when we make love  You trickin my dough at the strip club  You think its a game but im gettin fed up  You talkin in codes on your cell phone   You do it on the low like I aint gon know  You movin too fast better slow down  You playin me close gonna make me blackout    [Rap Lady Luck:]  Yo pluck an independent woman like beyonce  And I could give a damn what you and your boyz say  No need to kick me out I dont wanna stay  Pack the coach bags and be on my way I dont need you   You need a broad that wake up in the morn clean cook and feed you  And that aint luck nigga thats whats up  Key up the truck and clear the bank account when I blackout    [Chorus]  [Hook]  [Chorus (Fade)]