This is a song about "Mutha fuckers"

Cut the fuckers up black or white

These shows be packing tight

Clever mother fuckers, with satellites that hover,

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Penncounting pennys over tha years

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

It's 14 racks, what i put on that purse

You mother fuckers could pitch utter wonders,

What goes around comes around mother fuckers

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

So i get to hacking at these rubbish mutha fuckas fuck it

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 and a possible

Fake fuckers, who freeze up when there's trouble,

Wanna spend it all on you

Mother fuckers what you do,