[Intro: Project Pat & La Chat]

Man, I'm tired of this shit

You need to get yo shit, and get

Fuck you, you get yo' muthafuckin' shit

I don't give a fuck who name on the light bill

Yo muthafuckin' ass up out of here

Nigga, them yo' stank ass, dirty ass draws on the muthafuckin' floor

Get them dirty ass draws, and clothes

Ahh, you got me so mess up now

Nigga, you already mess up

Let me tell you something man, look all you

Yo name on the rent, I don't give a fuck, this my shit, I run this

What, all you doing is cooking that burnt ass chicken

Eating popcorn, and drinking, and drinking all damn day

Nigga, It fed yo muthafuckin' ass, you ain't had no

Problem when you was eating the shit, lickin' yo' fingers and shit

Man, you got me mess up!

Fuck you!

[Hook]

I don't need you anymo' (That's right, that's right)

So, you can get yo' little ass out the do' (That's right, that's right)

Don't every bite the dick that feeds you hoe (That's right, that's right)

'Cause don't know hoe, start no show (That's right, that's right)

[Verse 1: La Chat]

I got you hot, I'm at the top of the charts, so muthafuck ya

Nigga you can get the fuck on, 'cause I don't love ya

I don't want ya trick, fuck the hoes that you cheated with

Now, we ain't together, you be claiming, you ain't gotta a bitch

Nigga please, know that you thought, that I would leave ya

Nigga please, know that you thought, a bitch need ya

Fuck you up, is for the good that I done left ya, mayne

La Chat got ya sick, 'cause I'm moving on to better thangs

Gotta nigga break down fuck me all against the wall

Tell me that he love me, taking shopping sprees at the mall

Clean my truck, keep yo son, boy, I'm out here living large

When I'm on my tour, he be giving me his credit cards

When I hit the door, we be fuckin on the kitchen floor

He be eating my pussy, but of course you know you is the pro

Fuckin up with you, had me thinking dreams ain't true

Now, sittin' here thinking, why the fuck I every fuck with you?

[Hook]

I don't need you anymo' (That's right, that's right)

So, you can get yo' little ass out the do' (That's right, that's right)

Don't every bite the dick that feeds you hoe (That's right, that's right)

'Cause don't know hoe, start no show (That's right, that's right)

[Verse 2: Project Pat]

I'm have to holla back at 'cha, flip you like a spatula

Turn you into a bachelorette and I'm a be a bachelor

I'm a la spectacular, living like a macula

No, fix hair, fresh clothes, you on crackula

Dollars we can stackula, you wanted to actula

Like you was the boss, and you suck me dry like Dracula

You deserve a smackula, better yet a snapula

Right across yo lips, work your hips on the trackula

Fuck 'em 'til you sense-u-less, captin' so ridiculous

Never hear what you say, 'cause you speaking gibberish

You the bitch, yapping squaw, for some dick, on the stalk

You done got your walking papers, now it's time for you to walk

Step on off and be a mom, them yo kids, I got none

You at home feeding yo son, but I'm out having fun

Riding clean, smelling good, dipping in ya neighbourhood

Saw you at the mattabus, looking hard, wish ya could

[Hook]

I don't need you anymo' (That's right, that's right)

So, you can get yo' little ass out the do' (That's right, that's right)

Don't every bite the dick that feeds you hoe (That's right, that's right)

'Cause don't know hoe, start no show (That's right, that's right)

[Verse 3: Project Pat]

I'm a gorilla on a ho-a, so bitch don't you start

The cap cock booty ho, and the every card

Go steal a credit card, so we can play some paper

You got a rumpshaker, now that's a moneymaker

I'm mean a dummy breaker, don't be no instigator

I'll beat the brakes on yo ass like the terminator

I used to fuck, freaky slut, in the bo, bo (Booty)

I fired you, now you looking like some dodo

A rudy poo poo, that's what ya really is

Ain't buying shit for dem rats, ho dem ain't my kids

You come a crying back-a, the key is what you lack- a

You drink some gasoline, I'm about to strike a match-a

I don't got nothing for-a, see you and I ignore ya

You used to be a vette (Corvette), now you an old Explorer

It ain't a thang you can do to get back in either

You won't even get the privilege to suck peter

[Hook]

I don't need you anymo' (That's right, that's right)

So, you can get yo' little ass out the do' (That's right, that's right)

Don't every bite the dick that feeds you hoe (That's right, that's right)

'Cause don't know hoe, start no show (That's right, that's right)