This is a song about "Bi t c h"

It's the dc thang, incase you ain't notice

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

My j-o-b to roast or fry this age old beef till the mic is h-o-t,

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

Lots of these rappers did mothers, didn't they have h. i. v?

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

What a sad sight, lookin’ at my gas light

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot