(Yo my nigga fuck that bitch! Tell them all they good for!)

Verse 1: JT Money

Time for them bitches with the

Weave and bangols big ear rings and jangols

Walkin' 'round town lookin' all pretty

Actin' all seditty attitude shitty!

You can't front on me bitch I know ya ass

You was valedictorian of my class

Used to copy your papers you lil' nerd

Now you tryin' to get fly? That shit's for the birds!

Seen you every day jumpin' in cars

BMW's, Benz's and Jaguars

Guess you're lettin' all the dope niggas hit ya

See you on the picture, lettin' three get ya

I remember when niggas couldn't touch you

Sold you a buck or two, now they can fuck you!

You got to rap, now I guess that's kinda fun

Because you made projects from 1991

Simply nothin', hoe! You gets nothin', hoe!

Seen you on film, and now you're frontin'? Yo,

Bitch, don't try to flauge, 'cause all you good for

Is some head and a back massage!

All they good FOR! (4x)

Verse 2: JT Money

I know this bitch who fucked niggas with big money

Now she got a big tummy, lookin' like a big dummy

Told another hoe she fiendin' for John Doe

Don't even know his last name and claims she gettin' John's dough

Hoe, you ain't nothin' but a trick bitch,

Schemin' on niggas, tryin' to get rich

Talkin' bout, "So-and-so is my nigga,"

Sittin' on your ass while your bank account's gettin' bigger

But one nigga bust you up and ran

Now you stuck with a baby on your hands

Lookin' at the next man? Don't even bother

It's not my fault you don't know your baby's father

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