chorus

girl you pretty you cute cute

petite and you nice
#~!!@ feel like the grip from a vice
some girl hate you ture your class and style

spit pon her tou tou
say (*##$ get a life
2X


verse 1



you hot to the point white girls chill with you
to get a tan

just to chill with you
i need a fan
ain't no question about it lady

that (*##$ is mad
she mad cause she look like man
$#&@ing tyler perry madea looking a like

lady
you definitely look like
somebody i could make my wife

i would dagger you every night
i wouldn't dagger her with my knife


verse 2



love is in the air like swine flu
every man around u
want to say i do

like the mentalistist
that (*##$ need a clue
your prada

a pain her like
her period cycle
when you come in the club every man eyes u

war professor gay
and even he likes you
no man can every say he loves you

and then sike you
but i did that to her
when i rode her like a cycle


Verse 3



yo ugly
that could never be you

you she fugly
watch make me hit are with my shoe


(talk)