[Refrain: Debra Killings & Jazzyfatnastees]
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
[Verse 2: Big Boi]
See, what if you was a playa? Real playa, not no flaw?
Having✦ the very✦ best of life—lobster, steak, and Perignon
Smoking✦ an ounce a week
And every✦ single day was personal FreakNik
Tricking✦ these hoes in Polo✦ clothes, life as you conceived it
But your conception,✦ deception✦
Looking✦ into✦ your eyes, I see your weapon and it's depressing
They're digging up in your thighs, leaving✦ deposits
Keeping your closets open,✦ knocking your boots and jaws
Hoping✦ to get you sprung like bail-bonds
Steadily calling me Antwan✦ 'cause you thinking that you my lady✦
Bitch, don't play me, 'cause you're janky✦
I wanted✦ to hit that ass, but me and the Goodie, we got danky✦
So thank thee, for running that Southernplayalistic game
You was the only✦ one to blame, my nigga✦ don't even✦ know yo' name
It's a shame, you cockin'✦ 'em up and fucking a nigga✦ like 2Pac up (Damn)
I'm leaving✦ these crows to be
The flowers and wake don't get me, see
I gotta✦ be feeding my daughter
Teach her to be that Natural Woman✦ (Right)
She'll be Waiting to Exhale,✦ while you other✦ hoes be Dumb And Dumber✦
Yeah, you know I'm sayin'? (Yeah)
[Refrain: Debra Killings & Jazzyfatnastees]
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
[Verse 3: André 3000 & Big Boi]
One, two... yes... un-kay...✦
Check this out, right here, now...
See, me and ol' girl in the black-on-black 'Lac Northstar
Windows are tinted,✦ so that no one knows who us are
Talk bad about✦ her nigga,✦ guaranteed to snap like bra
Straps, sticking✦ together like grandma and grandpapa
In this dog-eat-dog world
Kitty✦ cats be scratching on my furry✦ coat to curl
Up with me and my bowl of Kibbles 'n Bits, I want to hurl
'Cause most of the girls that we was likin'✦ in high school, now they dykin'✦
(Huh-heh-heh...) Nasty✦ bitch, 'scuse me, Lord
[Verse 4: Big Boi]
Having✦ no mercy✦ for the disrespect fair ones✦
Some–be✦ hanging around the crew, looking✦ for funds
Dumb,–deaf, and fine; they be askin'✦ me all about✦ mine
"How she do?" and "How she be?"—I know she's sipping that wine
Behind my back, they squawk like vultures✦
"Off and On" like Trends Of Cultures,✦ baby✦
Hey, he–faking it like these sculptured nails
But they can go to Hell and lay with Lucifer
'Cause they burning anyway;✦ Big Boi use her and abuse✦ her
[Refrain: Debra Killings & Jazzyfatnastees]
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
La-la-la-la-la-ah-lahh-la-la...✦
[Outro: Khujo Goodie sample, scratched by Mr. DJ]
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"
"Tricks holl'rin'✦ they got rank"