featuring Too $hort & T-Rock

(Too $hort) intro:

Short Dog's in the house

You know it's the same all the way from Oakland to Memphis

Hoe's hella freaky man

But you know what

They always trying to front

Play the role like they ain't

But you know what baby you could be undercover with it

You know why?

Cause I know you a freak, beatch

(DJ Paul)

Bitch call it quits and get the fuck out the line

Cause I'm about to hit the salon and lost your mind

You come in T-shirt and jeans not really looking my best

Because the diamonds they grade and my presidential Rolex

Sending me gifts and shit trying to be my baby

Buying me mink's and shit trying to be my lady

Trying your best to make your way in my life

Take that mask off ho

You're undercover freaky for life

You sacrifice to get what you want you do what you gotta

What's the dilly young really you're the perfect man hader

Flag capper

A girl that used to be lazy

Officially turn me on my stomach and I damn near went crazy

I'm not the type and never been the kind to brag on my sex

I'm giving credit where credit is due, you damn near the best

I found out later that your game was strictly undercover

But found out early that your mouth do the best work undercover

(T-Roc) Chorus (2x)

For those that be lying through they teeth I can see it

You claim you a virgin but you a freak and I can feel it

You play in the game were you get killed if you cheating

You after these pimp niggas (?)

(Lord Infamous)

Bitch please just think concentrate before you complicate

Matters with that chitter-chatter

Your talents no challenge