Your daddy mad at me cuz I'm fuckin witcha mama
I'm fuckin witcha mama
Girl I'm fuckin witcha mama
Said your daddy mad at me cuz I'm fuckin witcha mama
I'm fucking witcha mama
Girl I'm fuckin witcha mama

Puffing Mary J with my main dame from Brooklyn
She 18 and lookin like Tyra Banks's cousin
Bang bang boogie de bang bang we bustin like 8 sprays of bullets from AKs ya pussy
Can't change been hustling since 8th grade
The blood in my veins ain't fake, gotta be real so
Everything that I smoke's dro, no
Can't fuck with that plain Jane
I let my nuts hang hang like Ku Klux came
Smoking that buddy buddy, smelling real yucky
Y'all [?] be busted, my [?] be busting out they bra cuz they busty
No you cannot touch me
Cuz every time I'm facing an opponent man I crush em
You don't know me homie I stay blowed like a helicopter
What they doin? Smoking baggage
What I'm doin? Smoking cabbage
Everybody know what B-O-bizzle's about
So if you ain't fuckin with him please don't open your mouth