[Intro]
What's up baby?
What's up wit' ya?
He done hit me again sweetie
Shit, where he at?
He in the kitchen, let's meet up at the spot
All right I'll meet ya there in 15 minutes baby don't you worry
Yeah

[Verse 1: Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko]
While you in the kitchen pourin' the liquor with no suspicion
That women you was just hittin's on a mission
Who you think she be callin' on? Me
When you push her she fallin' on me
I'm the calvary when it's you she runnin' from (Runnin' from)
See she told 'bout your short fuse temper
The sores you give her will heal but she'll always remember
How you blatantly use her as a punchin' bag
You got insecurities
A prisoner in her house but I be givin' her immunity
You ain't knowin' you got a bad muthafucka
A n***a would love to have type of lova
Well maybe it's that you do know
Wonderin' how the hell she got with you though?
That's probably why you keep her feelin' too low to go
You too wrapped up in yourself homeboy
Wit' your lavish rides and jewelry
Narcissism ain't got nothin' to do with the way that I put the twist on her
Everytime you picture her
She hit me in the second that you leave
I come to pick her up, because
[Chorus]
I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
Yes, I be sleepin' wit' her, on the low be creepin wit' her
While you trippin', beefin' wit' her, that's why I be deep up in her I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
Ayy, 'cause when she be with you, baby think of me
Probably why your woman wanna be with me (Yeah)

[Skit]
What's up Kutt Throat?
What's up baby?
I'll be there in like five baby
All right I'm already here
I'll be lookin' out for you
Yeah, look for me

[Verse 2]
She done told me 'bout your lack in the package
And how you wack in the sack
Can't keep a woody 'cause you off of that yak
She ain't tell you how I fattened her assets
And how I've captured the classic
Facial expressions of her bustin' orgasmic
Acrobatics on the top of the mattress crackin' the headboard
This is what you'd hear if you was next door, she be screamin'
Kutty baby give it to me
All up in her balls deep
Smoke a cigarette and then we fall asleep (Fall asleep)
I'll have her home by the top of the mornin'
Before you get home from wit' your boys
Doin' some late night whorin'
You don't know what she done been through, I cut her like a Ginsu
You hug her and she tellin' you she missed you
I can only laugh at the fact
That you feelin' you always get away with murder
And you serious, n***a, but now I'm here to say
Keep on bein' oblivious
Not knowin' your chick is wit' a real ass n***a
And try and picture this (Picture this)
[Chorus]
I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
Yes, I be sleepin' wit' her, on the low be creepin wit' her
While you trippin', beefin' wit' her, that's why I be deep up in her
Because
I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
Yo, 'cause when she be with you, baby think of me
Probably why your woman wanna be with me (Yeah)

[Skit]
What's up Kutt baby?
I see you over there in the truck
Well hurry up and bring your ass over here girl
Here I come
Come on

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun, Krizz Kaliko]
Now your girl is lookin' fine man, she's all in my range
And the seat is 'bout to recline man
I'm takin' pictures with my cellular, she's doin' what I'm tellin' her
And I ain't gotta tell ya how it's wet enough
Then again, you wouldn't know 'cause you don't get that lucky
And you don't suck see, that's when I proceed
To give your woman donkey love and bucked naked monkey love
And make you grab your pistol playa partna I don't want you woman
I'm just the opposite of what you lackin'
'Cause you wear Lifestyles and I wear Magnums
It's clear that she ain't feelin you, it's been about a year or two
You pull it out and that is when you kill the mood
But listen, I drop her off when you there and you get to fussin'
That when I tell you homie I'm her cousin man
You fell for the scandal unaware that just an hour ago
She was grabbin' the oh shit handles (Oh shit)
[Chorus]
I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
Yes, I be sleepin' wit' her, on the low be creepin wit' her
While you trippin', beefin' wit' her, that's why I be deep up in her
You see
I'm your (I'm your)
Lady's (lady's)
Bestest (bestest)
Good friend
That's why, I hope when she be with you, baby think of me
Probably why your woman wanna be with me (Yeah)

[Outro]
She do, yes she do, yes she do (She do)
She do, yes she do, yes she do (That's right)
Insecure ass n***as, don't know how to keep a lady
Next thing you know, she phonin' up these gangstas man
Wise up n***a, stupid ass man