Bitch!
Go, go, go
Okay, I'm endin' the rave
Like boy, we are not the same
I had to tell homeboy to leave, because we ain't fuckin' with lames
You ain't as hard as you claim
Like bitch, I'm destined for fame
And you can't speak about me, If I can't remember yo name
I talk to all the honeys, I got a [?] on me
And that boy think he funny until he fuckin' with the [?]
Pretty boy just walked