[Otis:]
It's on you girl, it's all on you, girl!
It's on you girl, it's all on you!


Look girl, you know that I wanna hit that
You only with it cause you know I kick a sick rap

Your man wanna combat, but I ain't on that
He just mad that AMB got the contract
Funny how so many (*##$es wanna come by

When back then it was, "Aww, he's just some guy"
Now that my paper's straight, they wanna act right
Flossin' them !@%$ and steady workin' the backside

Whisper in my ear sayin' they can treat a thug right
Well, that ain't me, (*##$. I live scrub life
Cause that's the only way I escape

Watchin' my old school Monday night Nitro tapes
With my homeboys - And they' tap that $$#
Most times they do, it's just a part of the path

From the crowd to the stage, from the stage to the head
Through the back, to the crew, to the bus, to the bed
If you had it your way it wouldn't end with a thanks

It'd be bus to the bed then straight to the bank
$#&@ that
All you want is some superstar sex

To try to get you some of them superstar checks
Keep callin' me superstar and this what you get
Mister Otis chokin' the %#@! outta that pretty little neck (just $#&@in' die!)

And don't think for a second that you're wifey
You get a dick and that's it and then I'm like, "Peace!"


[Chorus:]
It's like this; you ain't right you trife (*##$, you sick
Always out for my chips and dip

You think them lips will get %#@! from me?
Nothin' but a nut and a $#&@ and that's free
You think them lips will get %#@! from me?

Nothin' but a nut and a $#&@ and that's free

[Hook:]

It's on you girl, it's all on you, girl!
It's on you girl, it's all on you!


[Bonez Dubb:]
Oh no, I seen her comin' from a long ways
She got a limp and her walkin' don't look okay

Steady shakin' and bakin' takin' them baby steps
More like a shuffle or hustle, but with a broke neck
(*##$, I ain't got no twenty for that $$#

Cause you know crackheads don't pay nobody back
I can drop you off at my homie's crib
and they'd love to give that dirty little neden a dip, %#@!

I ain't hatin' I'm just sayin' that you playin
all that namin' on my game, that %#@!'s gotta go
And I'm creepin' and you sleepin' on them meetin' to decide

When the $#&@ we gonna roll on this basehead hoe
One thing I gotta do before you say somethin' else
Is try to get this girl some professional help

I'm gonna get someone to take you out
To try to get some food instead of dick in your mouth
Cause it's like that

I ain't down and you ain't %#@!
Back up off the dip, you dumb (*##$
I chop necks and sirens

By all means, stay off the street and start smokin' the green
I see you screamin' at the camera up on T.V
Steady makin' your rounds up on the news team

Cause they give up a hoe that's so dead and sick
But she'll never catch a drift of my chips and dip!


[Chorus:]
It's like this; you ain't right you trife (*##$, you sick
Always out for my chips and dip

You think them lips will get %#@! from me?
Nothin' but a nut and a $#&@ and that's free
You think them lips will get %#@! from me?

Nothin' but a nut and a $#&@ and that's free

[Hook:]
It's on you girl, it's all on you, girl!
It's on you girl, it's all on you!


[Otis:]
And that's right! Scrub life, (*##$! Sweat from my biggity balls!