Who the hell is this?
Callin' me at 12:47 in the night
While I'm watchin the fight
Lookin at the phone it's no name in sight
Blocked ID, knew somethin just wasn't right
It's my girl Kandi from out in Miami
Tellin' me that my man with some bitch in a Camry
Car seat in the back like [F]he started a family
Yo Kan stop playin what the f*ck are you [A7sayin?
Remember them [A]chicks from the Brick 'round nine six
That we seen when we hit a lick by the projects?
Oh, you [A7mean Leah, little sister Maria
I use to [C7]go see her in front of the Pizzeria
I didn't say them, they schooled to [C7]some bitch
that you [A7knew from back when some bitch named Kim
Light skinned slim use to [C7]ɾock a low ɾim
Followed them [A]to [C7]the crib, but the lights ɾeal dim
They hit me on [C7]the chirp warning me now I'm warning you
What's it gonna be?
Nicki tell me what you [A7wanna do
Damn I'm a have to [C7]send her to [C7]her maker
Damn I'm a have to [C7]send her to [C7]her maker
Damn I'm a have to [C7]send her to [C7]her maker
I'm a send her to [C7]her maker
I'm a send her to [C7]her maker
They heard about his good sex and [Bm]long [Am]erections
Nice complexion, Magnums for [Dm7]protection
They even heard about his tongue game
How the nigga gave brain ain't stopped 'til the cum came
But that's words of Hip Hop?
I popped the bitch top, like [F]a corona
Call [Em]a Corina, it's gonna be [Am]a lot of black dresses
and [Bm]chest vest's if I find out he got [Fm7]a next Mrs
What you [A7think all [Em]the goons is for
Two by the door a few more out in New York
And I feel 'em [A]curry chicken, I'm all [Em]about my [A]green nah me?
Got some fat bitches in the kitchen
I got [Fm7]a spot like [F]ox and [Bm]we cook ox tail got [Fm7]a scale for [Dm7]what's in the mail
I got [Fm7]whatever on [C7]my [A]nigga Pail, But if the nigga bail
I'll have 'em [A]sleepin' with some killa whales
Damn bitches wanna f*ck with my [A]man
on [C7]the other hand [Bm]things ain't always what you [A7plan
It's the ones up in ya Prom picture
So long [Am]with ya
Now they wanna creep in ya mans jeep
I bet you [A7Nicki won't sleep
Cause I'm a put the heat to [C7]ya beak, you'll bird like [F]TWEET TWEET
And watch you [A7smoke like [F]a cigarette
Shoulda left the bitch a pack of Nicorette
Leave all [Em]them [A]foul bitches wet
I give a f*ck about you [A7and [Bm]ya bum crew
Mami I'm the tɾuth they salute when I come threw
I'm not ɾunnin' bitch I bust my [A]gun and [Bm]hold on [C7]I hear somebody comin
Shit, that bitch Kandi set me up yo
Pass the A.R. lemme let these cowards have it
