[Intro:]
Na n**** f*** out my face lame a** n****
I don't know You n**** get f*** outta here don't be standing close to me
get back get the f*** over I don't want no drink hell na buy my own bottle
I'll buy you a bottle too broke a** n**** f*** outta here Yup
[Chorus:]
You a lame small watch itty bitty chain You a lame Runnin round thinking
You da mane Yous a lame missed me with that weak a** game
Yous a lame You so lame n**** You a lame always
Talking bout Ya Friends Yous a lame n**** Probably workin with The feds
Yous a lame You ain't really got no change
Yous a lame You so lame n**** Yous a Lame
[Verse 1:]
Who You think You Foolin Boi I Know You Lame Can't even See
The cross Is That Your Baby Chain Think You spittin Game
My ears Catching Pain Your trap b**pin hard Why Ya Shoes
Don't Have A Name gingivitis Breath Cause Ya Talkin s***
I Know Everytime You Lyin Cause You Grab Ya d*** That's A f***** Rental
You Just Threw On Tints You f***** That Ugly girl Why You don't claim
Ya Chick thought You slanging Bricks You ain't Hurcules them Lil Nickle Bags
You Mo Like Minimi You Just offending me gon be a tragedy
if You fix Yo Thoughts It's a chance You Gon Be f****** me no
I don't want Your number no I don't wanna give You Mine && No
I don't wanna meet You no Where No I don't want None Of Your time.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Yous a snitchin a** n****
Soft get robbed p**** pie a** n****
Booty dean borrow your brother clothes broke n****
standin at the c*** games you lookin a** n****
sittin shot gun d*** ridin slub a** n****
Always where you at when you call a** n****
You ring my phone bacc to bacc tired a** n****
You can't keep a job on the corner a** n****
Bond out of jail and then you bac again a** n****
Livin witcho mama cheap petty a** n****
Running outta gas all the time a** n****
Always wanna borrow a few dollas a** n****
Ol boppin a** n****
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
These fucc n***** lame they swear they makin bread
you wanna talk to who b**** you can't gimme head,
head the other way make a you turn
Cause I'm a big spender I'm a make yo pockets burn
Ask round the firm and I run the firms
Motivation seminars so my b****** learn
We don't fucc with lames cause we bad b******
Let em know first quarter that we bout them riches
give em tender kisses he'll be blowed away
Especially wen he see how much he gone have to pay
a high maintence b**** like kimora lee
O another bad b**** who Victoria B
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
I see you lame a** n**** I'm bout to start exposin u n*****
Start callin n***** names b**** a** n***** Yal n*****
don't wanna f*** with me straight up I'm bouts to pop off on n e
m**** f**** that want it they can get it Get the fucc outta here
Lame a** n***** fucc yal lame a** b****** too
Shut the f*** up suck a d*** b******
yours truly trina baddest b**** of all times
Na n**** f*** out my face lame a** n****
I don't know You n**** get f*** outta here don't be standing close to me
get back get the f*** over I don't want no drink hell na buy my own bottle
I'll buy you a bottle too broke a** n**** f*** outta here Yup
[Chorus:]
You a lame small watch itty bitty chain You a lame Runnin round thinking
You da mane Yous a lame missed me with that weak a** game
Yous a lame You so lame n**** You a lame always
Talking bout Ya Friends Yous a lame n**** Probably workin with The feds
Yous a lame You ain't really got no change
Yous a lame You so lame n**** Yous a Lame
[Verse 1:]
Who You think You Foolin Boi I Know You Lame Can't even See
The cross Is That Your Baby Chain Think You spittin Game
My ears Catching Pain Your trap b**pin hard Why Ya Shoes
Don't Have A Name gingivitis Breath Cause Ya Talkin s***
I Know Everytime You Lyin Cause You Grab Ya d*** That's A f***** Rental
You Just Threw On Tints You f***** That Ugly girl Why You don't claim
Ya Chick thought You slanging Bricks You ain't Hurcules them Lil Nickle Bags
You Mo Like Minimi You Just offending me gon be a tragedy
if You fix Yo Thoughts It's a chance You Gon Be f****** me no
I don't want Your number no I don't wanna give You Mine && No
I don't wanna meet You no Where No I don't want None Of Your time.
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
Yous a snitchin a** n****
Soft get robbed p**** pie a** n****
Booty dean borrow your brother clothes broke n****
standin at the c*** games you lookin a** n****
sittin shot gun d*** ridin slub a** n****
Always where you at when you call a** n****
You ring my phone bacc to bacc tired a** n****
You can't keep a job on the corner a** n****
Bond out of jail and then you bac again a** n****
Livin witcho mama cheap petty a** n****
Running outta gas all the time a** n****
Always wanna borrow a few dollas a** n****
Ol boppin a** n****
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
These fucc n***** lame they swear they makin bread
you wanna talk to who b**** you can't gimme head,
head the other way make a you turn
Cause I'm a big spender I'm a make yo pockets burn
Ask round the firm and I run the firms
Motivation seminars so my b****** learn
We don't fucc with lames cause we bad b******
Let em know first quarter that we bout them riches
give em tender kisses he'll be blowed away
Especially wen he see how much he gone have to pay
a high maintence b**** like kimora lee
O another bad b**** who Victoria B
[Chorus]
[Outro:]
I see you lame a** n**** I'm bout to start exposin u n*****
Start callin n***** names b**** a** n***** Yal n*****
don't wanna f*** with me straight up I'm bouts to pop off on n e
m**** f**** that want it they can get it Get the fucc outta here
Lame a** n***** fucc yal lame a** b****** too
Shut the f*** up suck a d*** b******
yours truly trina baddest b**** of all times