[00:00.000] 作词 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
[00:00.078] 作曲 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
[00:00.157]This is what you wanted, huh?
[00:01.856]It's up for you, bro
[00:03.775]I'm tired of you b***h-ass n***** always lying and shit, n****
[00:07.803]Well, I'll bring the b***h out
[00:09.452]I gave you sage or rage
[00:11.065]You want this kind of smoke, well here you go, mother****er
[00:14.013]Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
[00:16.378]When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
[00:20.080]B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
[00:21.773]I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
[00:25.429]You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
[00:30.857]You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
[00:35.813]Hurt dogs holla, all the fed-up b*****s bark, woof
[00:38.414]And n***** gotta nerve to play confused, woof
[00:40.388]I got a attitude, all you had to do was tell the truth
[00:43.069]Talking sex wit' your old p***y like she Dr. Ruth
[00:45.797]'Bout to blow my roof, the lyrical juice
[00:47.564]This the diary of a mad b***h
[00:49.220]Fed up with a dude, "N****, **** you!" (**** you)
[00:51.344]Save that for your other ****
[00:52.851]You don't wanna become my enemy
[00:54.532]Talkin' to my maker, "God, please protect my energy"
[00:57.027]Yeah, I'ma b***h about b*****s who dropped their britches for a listen
[00:59.514]Morticians, how you been bagging bodies, ambitions of cheatin' n*****
[01:02.423]Tuition for intuition, you playing games with my feelings
[01:05.266]Too grown, singing I don't need nobody like Muni Long
[01:07.886]Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
[01:10.330]When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
[01:14.019]B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
[01:15.680]I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
[01:19.339]You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
[01:24.723]You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
[01:29.823]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[01:32.523]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[01:35.208]I don't give a ****
[01:37.875]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[01:39.734]You gon' make the quiet b***h turn up like the crazy one
[01:42.352]Step out, turnin' heads on you n***** just like you Conway
[01:45.051]When a real one talkin', b***h, shut the **** up, you don't know me
[01:47.539]And I'm tired of lyin' n*****, save that cryin' shit for Taraji
[01:50.360]I'm too raw for Jody's and young n***** who only text wit' emojis
[01:53.626]Big egos, you make it way too easy for RICCO
[01:56.480]How you have the blueprint and the sequel and still **** up?
[01:58.995]Middle finger to the feds usin' our lyrics, that's some b***h shit
[02:01.804]On my Shyne shit, like the president, how I pull up
[02:04.581]Righteous, peace, peace but don't make the beast pull up
[02:07.179]My brother, cousins, all of 'em crazy, don't make 'em pull up
[02:09.824]Don't put me in a grave situation, this ain't the Thriller
[02:12.483]And I'm still pissed off at Nip's killer, b***h!
[02:15.077]And any other brother that kill another brother, that's b***h!
[02:17.899]When it comes to the music industry, b***h, I'm fed up
[02:20.595]Y'all lazy wit' this shit, everything look cookie cutter
[02:23.302]We seen enough ass, that shit ain't even special no more
[02:25.831]It's like breathin' and takin' a bath, it's some everyday shit
[02:28.536]Too many of y'all ain't gave y'all respect to Lil' Kim
[02:31.118]'Cause if we really talkin', she the Queen B***h of this shit
[02:34.182]Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
[02:36.581]When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
[02:40.254]B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
[02:41.965]I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
[02:45.654]You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
[02:51.055]You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
[02:56.106]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[02:58.808]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[03:01.491]I don't give a ****
[03:04.187]Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
[03:07.310]This is what you wanted, huh?
[03:08.907]It's up for you, bro
[03:10.268]What's up? C'mon, what's up?

作词 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
作曲 : Bibi Bourelly/Marlanna Evans/Larry Griffin Jr./Kelvin Wooten
This is what you wanted, huh?
It's up for you, bro
I'm tired of you b***h-ass n***** always lying and shit, n****
Well, I'll bring the b***h out
I gave you sage or rage
You want this kind of smoke, well here you go, mother****er
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Hurt dogs holla, all the fed-up b*****s bark, woof
And n***** gotta nerve to play confused, woof
I got a attitude, all you had to do was tell the truth
Talking sex wit' your old p***y like she Dr. Ruth
'Bout to blow my roof, the lyrical juice
This the diary of a mad b***h
Fed up with a dude, "N****, **** you!" (**** you)
Save that for your other ****
You don't wanna become my enemy
Talkin' to my maker, "God, please protect my energy"
Yeah, I'ma b***h about b*****s who dropped their britches for a listen
Morticians, how you been bagging bodies, ambitions of cheatin' n*****
Tuition for intuition, you playing games with my feelings
Too grown, singing I don't need nobody like Muni Long
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
I don't give a ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
You gon' make the quiet b***h turn up like the crazy one
Step out, turnin' heads on you n***** just like you Conway
When a real one talkin', b***h, shut the **** up, you don't know me
And I'm tired of lyin' n*****, save that cryin' shit for Taraji
I'm too raw for Jody's and young n***** who only text wit' emojis
Big egos, you make it way too easy for RICCO
How you have the blueprint and the sequel and still **** up?
Middle finger to the feds usin' our lyrics, that's some b***h shit
On my Shyne shit, like the president, how I pull up
Righteous, peace, peace but don't make the beast pull up
My brother, cousins, all of 'em crazy, don't make 'em pull up
Don't put me in a grave situation, this ain't the Thriller
And I'm still pissed off at Nip's killer, b***h!
And any other brother that kill another brother, that's b***h!
When it comes to the music industry, b***h, I'm fed up
Y'all lazy wit' this shit, everything look cookie cutter
We seen enough ass, that shit ain't even special no more
It's like breathin' and takin' a bath, it's some everyday shit
Too many of y'all ain't gave y'all respect to Lil' Kim
'Cause if we really talkin', she the Queen B***h of this shit
Yeah, you was out here really doin' you
When you got your rocks off, got your rocks off
B***h, I'm out here really doin' me
I'ma, I'ma pop off, ****in' pop off
You ain't think twice about it when you did me dirty, n****
You don't deserve me, you don't deserve me
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
I don't give a ****
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yep
This is what you wanted, huh?
It's up for you, bro
What's up? C'mon, what's up?