[Verse 1]
Last week I beat my [bad word] up in the street for lyin to me
She thought she caught a cutie but didn't know the [bad word] knew me
He said he had but one or two affairs with the booga bear
All a [bad word] could do was try to act like he don't [bad word] care
I was about to drop the hammer on this [bad word] Till grip pulled out his wallet and he had my [bad word] s pictures
That undercover lover [bad word] was now discovered
Can't wait to see this [bad word] cause I'mma beat her [bad word] in public
I went to her sister's house, drove by her momma's
I even stepped to poppa duke's house to bring the drama
Lookin up the block, yeah hold up, yeah there goes that [bad word] From a mile away yo I could tell my [bad word] is switched
So I ran up on her, hey wassup [bad word] I got a question
If your lot of Smith & Wessons gonna teach ya [bad word] a lesson
You ever [bad word] around on me before?  [bad word] no!" *smack*
"Yo what you hit me with that gun for?" [bad word] why you lyin, [bad word] you've been cheatin
Now I gotsa to give your [bad word] [bad word] a beatin
I punched her in the ribcage and kicked her in the stomach
Take off all my [bad word] jewellery, [bad [bad word] I stomped her and I kicked her and I punched her in the face
Some people crowded around but nobody got out of place
Don't want heroics, "Hey buddy" - aiyyo money don't get in this
"Hey miss you alright?" - [bad word] mind your business!
I'm bashin her with the nine, inches away from pullin the trigger
But a [bad word] got to hit her till I see her face get bigger
I'm sick of all the [bad word]  tired of all the nonsense
So I pistol whipped the [bad word] till her [bad word] fell out of conscious
Now she's all bloodied up, layin in that red [bad word] [bad word] press charges, I guarantee you she's a dead [bad word] The first time you play me is your last
So yo don't [bad word] me when I'm whoopin on my [bad word] [bad word] 
[Hook]
"Hey mister mister, what the [bad word] you doin?"
"Hey mister mister" - keep walking past!
"Hey mister mister, what the [bad word] you doin?"
Don't [bad word] me when I'm whoopin on my [bad word] [bad word] 

[Verse 2]
I'm baggin up mad [bad word]  puttin it on the street
I never snorted but I find myself shorted every weekend [bad word] is disappearin and I'm lookin for the logic
Of why my [bad word] gets lower every time I count the profit
It never fails again, these [bad word] drawers they go back up
One hundred here, two hundred here, but all that [bad word] adds up
So I'm layin for the traitor
So I can put foot in they [bad word] cause I'm a [bad word] [bad word] hater!
So I'm peepin out the spot for a week
If I catch one of these [bad word] stashin bread she'll be dead meat
I took one to the bath and tried to knock it
Feelin on her [bad word]  hey yo [bad word] what's this in your pocket?
Aha finally caught your [bad word] 
The [bad word] had my cash, I rolled up inside her stash
She started coppin a plea but I ain't really tryin to hear her
I snatched her by her hand, bashed her face up in the mirror
I threw her right on the ground and then her skirt revealed her panties
Now a [bad word] s ready to shove his [bad word] up in her [bad word] I hit the [bad word] like one more time and then I just said [bad word] it
Pulled my zipper down, whipped out my [bad word] and made her suck it
I'm rammin my [bad word] inside of her mouth and tryin to make her choke
Then I grabbed the back of her head and [bad word] down her throat
I beat her and I dissed the [bad word] for tryin to steal my cash
So yo don't [bad word] me when I'm whoopin on my [bad word] [bad word] 
[Hook 2X]