[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]