Chorus: Repeat 2X      Niggas ain't shit, but hoes and tricks      Lick tha pearl tongue nigga keep tha dick      Get tha fuck out after I cum      So I can hop in my Coup and make a quick run      [Trina] See, me and my boo's we got grands to use      With terrible attitudes nigga, who needs you?       Huh, you got your dirty ass feet on my couch      and smokin motherfuckin weed in my house      Is you sick yo?      I want YOU to get him and your dogs,      to stop grabbin doornobs, and hustle and rob      or job, get tha fuck out of dodge (you heard that?)      You eat me this evenin, you don't even deserve that      cause I'm a bank roll havin bitch      Mercedes Benz 6- double o havin bitch, I'm fabulous      and immaculate with nice curves       I game hers for the furs, and the Iceberg      You got nerves, old broke ass, not havin no doe ass      slow ass, stayin on my porch ass, yo yay your ass nigga      you fake bitch, you make women hate dick,      cuz you ain't shit      Chorus      [Lois Lane] You that same old nigga      with tha same low figures      'cept the lies gettin bigga      and the sex lacks the vigor      Got used to the quickies, now your ass is just wack      tryin to fuck my girl, behind my back, imagine that      I told her go ahead and try it just for the laughter      now whe're feelin bad for all tha hoes you're going       after Looks can be deceivin, and you're poppin much game      Crib in your moms name, claim of fortune and fame      Dressed in ICEBERG, sensor still attached      Rockin a gator, fake rolly, hollow links to match      I sit back and watch, as you dig yourself deeper      Digits all in your beeper, you want her, better keep her      Last night you was all up in the club, slingin grips Slippin DJ Roslay,      givin dick tips away      Basically, you was holdin like you just went pro      but little did they know, you was flossin my doe      No, I got to go, before you cause a bitch to flick      from waistline to the bottom, you know niggas ain't shit      Chorus      [Trina] You ain't shit to me yo      I'm spendin grands down in Rio      Manaje` in trio, garage like it cee-lo      4-5-6, Range Rov, 4.6 we lay low      while ya'll hoes slob dick, you back in ballin ass      Niggas ain't shit, taste the clit      and y'all pussy lickin and shit      wanna go low on me like a basement?      That's why I don't see none of y'all      You better reconize bitch, while I sit in front of y'all      I don't owe you shit, nigga you owe me      I'm bout to change the locks, nigga keep the gold key      You better get your shit, take it to your mamy house      I'm bout to show you what a bitch from Miami bout      You got me fucked up, nigga ain't no free nut      Unless you comin VVS marquis cut      Chorus (repeat til end)