[bad word]  what you doing over here? Whassup? 
Yeah I was thinking about you the other day 
And I was thinking I should have never [bad word] wit' your [bad word] 
I should have left you right where I founnd you 
My bed (echo) 

[Verse 1] 
When I was with you all you ever do was [bad word] 
Talk [bad word]  but you could suck [bad word] 
So I didn't sweat all the fussin' and cussin' 
On New Year's Eve, the night I was bussin'(wow) 
I would stress and strain to mantain 
And didn't need to hear your [bad word] [bad [bad word] 
About niggaz in the house (mm), feet on the couch 
Talkin' all loud (yeah), blunt in my mouth (yeah)  [bad word] I got fifty cents on this genesis 
Talkin' 'bout niggaz got to vacate the premises 
(She's dead) Homie histor 
An' outa nowhere your [bad word] got hard 
Poured out the pub, then you got [bad word] 
We at it again, I tried to count to ten 
There's no end to your naggin' 
You can't treat me like I'm [bad word] , hoe 
You see I'm saggin' (no) 
Why I gotta act like a [bad word] [bad word] (why) 
To be king of my [bad word] castle 
You'll never be the missus (never) 
Breakin' all my dishes 
And [bad word] all my X [bad word] 
 [bad word] 1]  [bad word] you, [bad word] you and [bad word] you 
The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours 
(repeat) 

[Verse 2] 
On an' off, off an' on, [bad word] I'm grown 
So stop playing on my phone (stop) 
It was a time we used to bump and grind 
And find heaven (ahh) 
Without a [bad word] reverend 
Managoua twages and bomb [bad word] massages 
And dreams of three-car garages 
You say I'm cheating when I'm up at the studio [bad word] to find out you the hoe, oh 
And you was way out 
Talkin' 'bout rap, was gonna play ya 
And I was wasting my time writing rhyme (hahaha) 
You made yourself loud and clear 
You wanted me to choose between you and my career  [bad word]  
Started [bad word] with this baller named Chris 
Couldn't resist the Rolex on his wrist 
I kept on writing my raps with profanity 
Now I'm on tour [bad word] [bad word] like Fanady 
You tried to diss this, now you missed this 
And the first and fifteenth is like Christmas 
Send me naked pictures but give it a rest 
With Mrs Ice Cube tatood on your breast 
Now you at the back door of my show 
Dressed like a hoe, axin' could you blow (no),  [bad word] no but it's still delicious 
Went from rags to riches 
And [bad word] all my X [bad word] 
 [bad word] 2]  [bad word] you, [bad word] you, especially you 
The world ain't yours, the world ain't yours 
(repeat) 

Now I hear you sayin' "Yeah I used to [bad word] 'em" 
Not lettin' 'em know I was a young buck then 
Niggaz axin' me "Man, did you love her?" 
Loved her stupid [bad word] enough to [bad word] her with [bad word]  [bad word]  
Now I hear, I'm your big brother (who?) 
Second cousin, friend  [bad word] since when? 
Incest ain't the way I swing (nah) 
Never bought your [bad word] a [bad word] thing 
That I had to pay for 
I was hateful 
Ungrateful (uh) and never faithful  [bad word]  everything that I could get my paws on 
Walkin' through [bad word] with gasoline draws on 
Now I'm on the mic, music is my life 
Kids and a wife, heard you was a dite  [bad word]  
It's your thing if you like the switches 
But it's my world and [bad word] all my X [bad word] 
 [bad word] 1)  [bad word] 2) 

[Ice Cube talking] 
Never go down the same road twice 
Advice from the big homie Ice Cube 
Hmm, girl you better get away from here 
I don't want that [bad word] no more 
Na,na ahem, and don't be callin' at my mama' house neither 
I'm through wit' you. I'm through wit' you 
I done got smarter. I done got smarter 
I ain't [bad word]  wit' your daughter