(Chorus)
I was ready to change the game
You forfeited my love and still remained the same
I, felt like I was just wanted for the fame
Silly to think, that I won't look again
'Cause you have lost this n***a and a damn good friend
I thought you'd sick arround like a Clinton stain
I was lookin forward to those betta thangs
I guess it's just the problems that the "chedda brings"
Just the problems that the "chedda brings"

(Verse 1)
Thought I finaly found my soul sista
Convinced I had it all, fell in love quicker
Been goin through it all this time
But now I'm so sick of... your games
I'm so sick of your games
Girl, you fuckin' with tha wrong n***a
Must be out your mind or on some strong liquor
How could I still want cha
When half the neighborhood's been wit cha
I can't
You've already had your chance
Spendin all my Benjamins

(Chorus)
(Verse 2)
She was a San Francisco Gold Digga
And she knew how to put a hole in a...
N***a pocket for the cold figures
(Cold figures)
Chain you up and whip you
Take your polaroid picture
Oops, blackmail when she get annoyed wit cha
Oh! She the type to do her thing
Type to lock you down, for half of the estate
Hoe, from around the way
So fellas beware of the fuckin' game
She'll ruin your name
And empty all the savings that you saved

(Chorus)

(Verse 3- Jose)
Jose had this biddy testin her game
Usin' her black gold
Thats what I guess she gets out my pockets
Chains like a lasso
It's past dough, she's after my G's
Plus my reality
I max though, payin her rent and now she mad at me
Is that so
Sayin' well Jose you bout to blow
Doin' songs wit Ginuwine, Sole, and Lil Mo'
Im' like (hmm)
What you talkin'
I don't know G and he don't know me
And you been talkin' sideways a little often
(Oh!)
That's why when my thing softens
I start to loose interest
A gold digga wit a fetish for riches
So bear witness
She the difference 'tween
Women and chickens
Skeazas and sistas
'Cause the chedda brings change in the game
We talkin figgas
(Chorus)
I was ready to change the game
You forfeited my love and still remained the same
I, felt like I was just wanted for the fame
Silly to think, that I won't look again
'Cause you have lost this n***a and a damn good friend
I thought you'd sick arround like a Clinton stain
I was lookin forward to those betta thangs
I guess it's just the problems that the "chedda brings"
Just the problems that the "chedda brings"