You know what? I'm soo sick of your shit! (What?)
Oh, oh, what? Now your ears don't work?
(Man listen, I need to leave before I do something stupid)
What! Nigga you ain't gonna do shit. Fuck You!
(Fuck you too! I ain't gotta take this!) Bye
Hey, somedays I think I love my whip more than I love my bitch.
Everytime we argue I just hopped up in my whip and split. (I'm gone)
And my car never talked back to me, Noo
it just turned up and played this track for me. (Turn up!)
Then my girl will get jealous and try to wil'on her, callin her used cause the Acura got so many miles on her.
And try to make her feel inferior, since I'm rubbin all on my Acura's interior. (It's smooth)
Whenever I'm with either one of my ladies, I just love her,
see cause one rides me, while I ride in the other mainn.
I'm bout to go get in some trouble mainn, with the one that's like my sidekick, the other think she my mother mainn. (You ain't my momma)
And I ain't with that!
They both got mean bodies but with this Maserati, see how I trick that?
Pretty feet with nice paint and they both drop the top.
And both crushing everything in the parking lot. (Gone)
