text: No, fuck the bitches, fuck all the stank-ass hoes
  All my niggas know
  Junior M.A.F.I.A. clique, Gucci Don, you know how we play
  Fuckin scandalous-ass bitches
  You know how it go, Gooch
  I meet a bitch, fuck a bitch
  Next thing you know, you fuckin a bitch
  You just pass around shit, pass the shit like a cold and shit
  Fuck em
  Now when Im fucking off gin Im invincible
  Dont love no ho, thats my principle
  Cause, uh, bitches come bitches go 
  Thats why I get my nut and I be out the fucking door 
  They might be the one to set me up
  Want to get they little brother to wet me up
  Thats why I tote TECs and stuff, to get them off my case
  Just in case the little fucker ends up misplaced
  I dont give a bitch enough to catch the bus
  And when I see the semen Im leaving
  Bitches be scheming, I kid you not
  Thats why I keep my windows locked and my Glock cocked
  One ho said, Big, why you so hard on us?
  Why you swear all bitches are so scandalous?
  Thug nigga til the end, tell a friend, bitch
  Cause when I like you, then you go and fuck my friend, bitch
  And you know that aint right
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You see, I dont sweat these hoes
  I keep them in flavors like Timbos and Girbauds
  Bitches just like to play the merry-go
  Yeah we know, drop the scenario
  It was me, Dee, the MPV
  The blunts and brew thang, knocking some Wu-tang
  M-E-T-H-Oh shit, look at them lips and them hips on that bitch
  Dee hit the dip, so I can drop my mackadocious shit
  Light the blunt clip and recognize a pimp
  Needless to speak, the Gs obsolete
  Dont sleep, banged the skins in a week
  On the creep up the avenue
  I seen her on the block, who she rapping to?
  Thats my nigga Dee, damn he got G
  Now she fucking him and fucking me, see
  You know that aint right
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine, uh
  Now I play her far like a moon play a star
  She still sweat me hard cause Im a rap star
  I be cruising up the block, I be passing her
  Pimping hard with a female passenger
  And the only time I call her to hang
  Is when me and Dee blunted up, pissy, scheming on a gangbang
  She should have used her intuition
  Then she wouldnt be classified in that position, listen
  Shes saying I dissed her cause Im fucking her sister
  A message to the fellas, that really gets em pissed, uh
  But she started that fucking family
  She fucked my man Dee, so why she mad at me? 
  Plus your sister look better than you
  Give head better than you, pussy get wetter than you
  So break the fuck out like a rash
  Im glad I aint spend no cash to hit your nasty ass
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine
  You know that aint right with a friend of mine