Chorus:

I be that chick on the other side, down til I die

When you need me I'll be there boo, I ain't gon' lie

Tell wifey I said hi, lick this, give her a kiss

As I, sit back and laugh about the ep she just missed



Verse One:



The chosen one, young lady never shady

Can't fade me, I'm gettin money

No dummy I'm actin funny, only true

thug niggaz with figures, six oh-oh's, I love them oh's

Peep' opposed, so I gotta get mine

The boy is mine, laid up in the whip

Gettin hit, that's the shit

Leanin to the back, gettin freaky like that

Who's fuckin with that, a 600 to a Hatch

Catch my flows, hittin you with low blows

Real chick on the side, take em for a long ride

Watchin my flicks, talkin slick

Kickin in doors, with the four-four

Smash you tricks, not your average chick

I cop guns and whips for you whores, mashin

It's all thugged out, your wife lose your her life



Chorus



Verse Two:



Girl I can't stand when he ain't around

He makes me nervous, takin trips out of town

to knock off this weight, but I truly understand

Money's sweet in Albany he gettin two hundred a gram

God forbid he get locked, or even worse bodied

What the fuck I'ma do, besides him I got nobody

Do he cheat? Probably, so what? I plays the mistress

in a see-through dress, then guess, what's in the chest

Nothin but gold and diamonds

Young thing, hard to find one

Bobby Brown on the lips, petiteness

Hotness, whoo, I'm talkin slick



Chorus



Verse Three:



Start a new beginnin never endin now I'm spendin

If enemy do', I got to let you know

I like the taste of moolah, do I have to school y'all?

His and he