[Hook:] I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke SHUT UP CHICK!!!! Ayo Kim can spit, man she don't write her shit Nah
she goin to jail, I heard she out on bail She done fucked up now - SHUT UP BITCH!!!! Why she get her nosed fixed, why she got bigger tits Why don't y'
' at the mall, don't care what it cost Concerned about who be in my sheets You got beef with me? Then don't speak to me Like how my flow different kinda
like he never see cash Tryin to be fast, spillin ashes in the heat clash And bitches bumrushin me, feelin me without touchin me Aiyo I step off stage,
t enough (Right, I'm taking you back, I'm taking you back, with another one) I just don't wanna stop Too much, never too much, never too much, never too
with me (say what) Khakis more creased than mine She's gangstafied, she wears Dickies not Calvin Kleins Never ignore me 'cause she adores me, ya know,
you're doing well Obsessed about him Baby you need him, Baby, you kiss but never tell... Prepare for a letdown We knew it all along So don't get me wrong
her if she was sure of what she had seen and with a blank stare she turned and walked away leaving me with the cards and a haunting that would follow me
pay me Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't G Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me Cause [Kristina Rose:] You Fucking Crazy, You
I heard she mad rich, I heard she dead broke I heard she sniffin' coke, shut up bitch! Ayo Kim can spit, man, she don't write her shit Nah, Biggie wrote
pay me Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't G Tell me why you love me, tell me why you hate me Cuz (Kristina Rose) You F-cking Crazy, You F-
Country deejays knows that I'm an outlaw They'd never come to see me in this dive Where bikers stare at cowboys who are laughing at the hippies Who are
' the bench Graduate from school don't make me laugh I got an F plus in basic math, give it to me now Palmdale (Hell yeah) Come back to me (I gotta do
' at the mall, don't care what it cost Concerned about who be in my sheets You got beef with me, then don't speak to me Like how my flow different kinda
an ounce with me (say what) Khakis more creased than mine She's gangstafied, she wears Dickies not Calvin Kleins Never ignore me 'cause she adores me,
must be crazy, tryin' to glaze me Wanna rep, lets see ya play me Ya get left under daisies ho, if ya tryin' to fade me My old ho, I had to ex the bitch, she
conditioned dressing rooms, please. "I'm what? Well, so's your wife! She's not? Well, to each his own. "Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?" [Choir] William
Uberta Derek?s quite a catch King William This is my idea Queen Uberta This is my idea King William & Queen Uberta Of a match King William Good heavens, child, don