[Intro]
Er'body turn a b*tch down, don't be a b*tch!
[Hook]
I wish a b*tch would!
I wish a b*tch would!
Man, I wish a b*tch would!
b*tch, I wish a b*tch would
If she could, b*tch
[Verse 1]
Uh-uh best friend, please pick up your mother f*cking phone
This n*gga got me head, I'm in my mother f*cking zone
Nah b*tch wait, who the f*ck he think he is?
Mother f*cker I'm carrying all your damn kids!
I ain't worried about these b*tches, they ain't nothin'
Every time we in the club, the b*tches always frontin'
Saying "Whaat? I ain't give a f*ck!"
b*tch, where you at? I can come up to your house
I be posted in the trap! (trap, trap, trap!)
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
f*ck that b*tch with that f*cked-up rimmy-ass hair weed
b*tch, you don't even know if you don't even see me
I'm in the club posted up deep
With my mother f*cking goons, and we gon' do what it do, b*tch!
Watch me do the do!
And f*ck your little n*gga
Broke ass, little ass, titted ass, Dumbass, Broke ass ...
Nasty ass hood n*gga, I want a real n*gga
I want a boosie b*tch and you know it!
I wish a b*tch would, if she could!
'Cause f*ck these hoes! These hoes don't mean sh*t to me!
I'm a best b*tch, to best looking b*tch
Gon' be best good-looking b*tch
And you gon' be a broke-looking b*tch
With no f*ckin' hair b*tch, f*cked up glasses b*tch
So f*ck that hair b*tch
[Hook]