[Intro - Obie Trice]
 
 Bitch I see you, cause you know I know you
 
 Yeah I know you.
 
  
  [Verse - Obie Trice]
 
 Last time I saw you
 
 You was brewed up, booed up, ready for a new fuck
 
 Last time you saw me
 
 I was P-I to the motherfucking M-P WHAT!
 
 And lately I heard you's a broke bitch livin in the lower class suburb
 
 And lately the word is I live in a suburb and I don't fuck with birds
 
 She used to pump on the block
 
 Sell a nigga rocks, bail a nigga out BUT!
 
 She tried to plot on a nigga, vacan't lot one shot bitch died go figure
 
 He used to pay this bitch, gave her lots of shit
 
 Fuck's wrong with this nigga man?
 
 He used to bring her through the hood
 
 Treat the bitch to fuckin good, my opinion
 
 We used to blaze with the bitch, faded off the lick she x-rays the clip
 
 This nigga bought braids for the bitch
 
 Louis Vuitton kicks and tricked on some sucka shit
 
 Meanwhile in the hood she drivin around good
 
 This bitch thinks she's in Hollywood
 
 Meantime she settin the nigga up
 
 Telling us what his stuff she's ready to get him stuck WHAT!
  
 
 [Chorus - Nate Dogg (Obie Trice)]
 
 Thick thighs but she full of surprises
 
 I swear this bitch is Shady (that's what I know)
 
 Sex on her mind all the time
 
 And you think that that's your baby (you don't know)
 
 You a good guy that's living a lie
 
 But she dove and played your safety (it's what I know)
 
 If you cool and she satisfied
 
 How come that bitch just paged me? (you don't know)
  
 
 [Verse - Obie Trice]
 
 We had to ride on a nigga
 
 WATCH HIM! for the right time to get richer
 
 We decided when the hit was, run up on him, .45 in the ribs WHAT!
 
 This nigga screamed like a bitch
 
 Showed us what his shit hit her, hell of a lick BUT!
 
 The bitch, who told us bout the bricks exposed us to the nigga
 
 He knew that we'd come BUT! {*gun shot*}
 
 Meanwhile in his hood, his niggaz is suiting up and Timbed, looted up
 
 Rims and new trucks your man 'Livin It Up'
 
 Then a van with no hubs suddenly pulled up and erupt
 
 Shot a nigga the fuck up
 
 Just my luck, the bitch got us both touched, it's like a rush
 
 The bitch who blushed and smoked blunts wit us
 
 Turned out to be nuts, switched up
 
 Mixed up wit the wrong slut
 
 Got my friend zipped up in the bag, it's all bad
 
 My niggaz got my back, in fact
 
 They caught on her Ave, flossin in another nigga cab
  
 
 [Chorus]