b*tch: Hey yo, f*ck-ass JT, you 'round here tryin' to flauge
Actin' like you got sh*t, b*tch, you ain't got no motherf*ckin'
Money, b*tch, ya can't motherf*ckin' f*ck, you ain't sh*t
Your Clan ain't sh*t, f*ck all y'all, ya eat pus*y, b*tch, f*ck
You, ya smell stank, your breath sh*tty ...
Verse 1
[JT] Mic check, 1-2, I'm all that!
Punk b*tch! So say that small rap
Talkin' that f*ck-sh*t
'Bout ya don't like me, pus*y hoe, suck di*k!
Your motherf*ckin' problem ain't hoe-hatin'
You're just mad 'cause yo' ass got straightened
But I don't give a f*ck!
Hope you get hit by a truck, ya stank sl*t!
Tryin' to get fly!
b*tch, eat di*k and die!
I ain't tryin' to play footsie
I got money, b*tch, keep yo' stank pus*y
'Cause that ain't sh*t!
I can get pus*y or head from some other b*tch
I'm representin' for my n*ggas
So, f*ck you gold-diggers
You playin' n*ggas too close!
[Uzi] Yo, my n*ggas, man, let these hoes know!
6x:
{f*ck y'all hoes! Y'all ain't sh*t!
Y'all b*tches need to start ridin' on a n*gga' di*k!}
Verse 3
[JT] A lot of y'all hoes is slimy
I've been tellin' y'all 'bout yo' ass since '90
But y'all hoes still buggin'
A lot of b*tches f*ckin' around on they husbands
Ask me, I know
I've been tryin' to tell these n*ggas 'bout y'all hoes
But some n*ggas don't listen
And them the same f*ck-n*ggas that I be dissin'
I don't give a f*ck about the next n*gga
I diss hoes and I'm still they main sex figure
So now what's up?
You wanna be a hoe? Be a hoe! I don't give a f*ck!
That's your motherf*ckin' business
Just give me meat, and you can leave when you're finished
See, I know how it goes
[Uzi] Hey, my n*ggas, once again, let these hoes know!
6x:
{f*ck y'all hoes! Y'all ain't sh*t!
Y'all b*tches need to start ridin' on a n*gga' di*k!}
Verse 2
[JT] Y'all flaw ass b*tches need to quit it
Y'all know y'all hoes, so go ahead and admit it!
Stop actin' all seditty! I ain't got no pity
I'll punch yo' ass in the tittie, bitty
Yeah, b*tch, you know me
Same n*gga from last year, put a foot in yo' ass here
See, b*tches know the flavor
I know it's In your Nature, but a n*gga still hate ya
'Cause y'all hoes be trippin'
I ain't got sh*t for yo' ass but an ass-whippin'
Yeah, blame it on the b*tchizer
Hoes gettin' mad 'cause n*ggas gettin' wiser
See, I know how the game go'
That lover-boy sh*t played out with the Kangol
And for the n*ggas who livin' that way
Better get yo' ass a motherf*ckin' Poison Clan tape
And f*ck them hoes who be frontin'
[Uzi] For the last time, y'all, tell these hoes somethin'!
8x:
{f*ck y'all hoes! Y'all ain't sh*t!
Y'all b*tches need to start ridin' on a n*gga' di*k!}
*track stops, fellas shouting out sexist comments as they leave the studio*