[Intro]

Uh, once again

[Inaudible]

[?] not to offend you

We shall keep it real

For all of those who don't know

[Verse 1: Shobaz, Gina Love]

Hey love, you know I'm all about cheque cashes and fat asses

For the masses, it's only fair, so why do you adhere to my plans like glue?

You're true indeed, your manifestations of greed and loot

They shinin' through your actions, dividin' me in two like fractions

Unmaskin' your true identity as a gold digger with a figure

Tryin' to make your pockets bigger off a nigga

It's insane, you tryna play me out, my name Shobaz

Got bad women on Smash and break the glue like Krass

And in the aftermath, you wanna cut up my Northface and Goretex?

Because you're vexed, you're holdin' back the sex, so now, what's next?

I'm flexed to my piece in Manhattan when you although actin'

I roll over to Brooklyn, when I come home alone and you ain't cookin'

So don't act shooken or I slide to Queens

When I need kicks and jeans or straight to Shaolin

When I'm fiendin' for the cream, aight?

I got mad stocks, steak, then stakes, hits off platinum plaques

And books of tour dates, you ain't ready

Ready? What you mean, I ain't ready?

[Chorus: Shobaz, Gina Love]

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

[Verse 2]

Oochie-coochie cool mami, you think you livin' lavish

Your lifestyle's plush, you livin' it up in Paris

Reality check time, yo, listen to this rhyme

I'ma make you regret ever steppin' out of line

For real 'cause you done dirt and it hurts

So I murk like Captain Kirk, on a mission

Avoidin' the snake hissin', the negative vibes when were kissin'

I know what's missin', a queen to roam my castle

Give me no hassle or bickerin' (Yeah, where you been?) about where I been

And what and when and yo (Yeah, who's your friend?), who's your damn friend?

You better recognize and realize that I'm a prize

Franchise in the makin', all real, no move fakin'

You took me for granted, now I'm takin' 'cause I was tooken

I guess that's what I get for crossin' the street without lookin'

But good lookin' for the ride as I slide

With my head held high with pride

And the next dyin' piece on the side

I ain't playin' no games, it's all real

[Chorus: Shobaz, Gina Love]

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

[Verse 3]

If it's reality you want

Then all the fake jackers get shut down, watch it

A-yo, this is for those hoes who split the midnight liaison

As you sit back home alone, fingerin' yourself to break on

If pussy was mass produced, you should have been made in Taiwan

I well smear your Avon as we get self regard

My deals remain stiff like dead bodies in balm

Those naked pictures of your [?] that live went crazy palms

And Downstate [?] or Fort Dicks and even Clinton

Sold body to make a nigga Winston with the legs, you mad at Tipptons

Yeah, that same lame kid that left you stuck

With a grand worth of unpaid collect calls, did he promise you the world?

If you lick these balls, even the ref from Cataracts coulda made that call

He gassed you, said he had the cream flowin' like Niagara falls

I see G, dreams of playin' jerk, this a blur

On your knees suckin' that dick, wished you was coppin' that fur

Silver foxes to minks, Gucci to ex and no links

His pockets stay fat now like money bags on the Brinks

Now when I see you up in Metageek

[?] die a freak, ten dollar silver dress

Actin' like your cunt don't stink

You better recognize I'm certified, you cheap-ass trick

You ain't good for no bloodclot relationship, sayin'

Know what I'm sayin', now I ain't playin' no games neither

[Chorus: Shobaz, Gina Love]

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

Yo, ain't my styles divine? Yeah, your styles divine

But Lexus, links and minks is not the bottomline

[Outro: Shobaz, Gina Love]

Know what I'm sayin', you ain't gettin' nothin' from me

Or my peoples, it's like that

Whatever, you don't [?]