[Verse 1]

You claim your man done beat your ass in when he puts his hands on ya

You called the police, told the man you ain't goin'

So he's packin' up your shit and got your suitcase ready

Sittin' in the driveway beside your black Chevy

Got your whole family wired up to go in his place

But he don't give a fuck now, they showin' his face

You probably tried to play the good girl when you saw him today

But now you got him fucked up 'cause you all in his safe?

Whatever happened to the women like mama

Who fed the whole family with love and ten dollars?

A new day came and now your ho sack chasin'

So hungry for scratch, you hoes'll track down Jason

Don't get me wrong, I got respect for Black ladies

It's the ones who playin' dumb and the check for the babies

On theyself, lookin' lovely with they hair full of spritz

Double digit for your children and they dress 'em like shit

And all they gots to do now is collect it and smile

I figured bitches had a little more respect for they child

I guess they don't, and it makes even madder just thinkin'

These hoes can get the crib and the goddamn Lincoln

I know you hate me 'cause the truth hurts

Sit on your ass and receivin' the salary while the dudes work

Let's get for real because the world needs it

Twenty-five hundred dollars a child? Come on, the girl greedy

[Verse 2]

Now say the nigga ran a Mickey D's

And made the money for the cracker who own it, shoulda did the shit for free

But now you got your hands out like Gretchen

You greedy motherfuckers want cash 'cause y'all left him

So now we lookin' at the short end of it

And bitches comin' up off they babies and y'all love it

They need to rewrite the law in every state

It's lovely when you do for child but what it take?

How come it got to be an income thing?

Claimin' they ain't got the income and then come change

And then you wonderin' the reason they left ya

'Cause she done had a talk with her friends and they didn't help

To realize it's just a dick thing

And with the money, she can play with herself, that's when the shit changed

It kinda starts a new outlook, don't it?

Especially when you offer the world and she ain't want it

And y'all tellin' me the men cheatin'?

We ain't as bad as you make us to be, 'cause y'all greedy

[Verse 3]

Now I ain't write this song to downgrade ladies

Installin' more respect in they brains for our babies

We send 'em money for necessities

But the game done got so cold at this point, we need a referee

They say the baby needs a place to stay

But greed done got her huntin' for houses by Penny Hardaway

But just remember, all dogs got days

And even while you wait to exhale, you all pay

So women, stop complainin' 'bout your men

Be glad they got a nine to a five and not a ten

In the state pen', sendin' pictures off, gettin' skinny

Claimin' they ain't takin' no dick while you face plenty

And now you got to hustle up 'cause y'all need it

You wanted everything at one time and we all seen it

Try to see whose grass was greenest

And ended up stuck, sellin' for fuck 'cause you're all greedy