Yessir!
You can keep them nickels,
they don't amount to me.
I'm ten dimes compared to them,
but you just too blind to see.
You aint ready for a chick like me,
never seen my pedigree.
But oh well,
you can go to hell.
We can still be friends,
I'll send ya emails.
Oh yea,
ya thirsty tricks don't like that,
even if I wrote yo pussy-whipped ass wouldn't write back.
But its all good, cuz you aint whipped by me,
You's a lame ass boy,hell, I need a G!
Don't tell me you love me,
then show me you don't.
Don't tell me you'll wait for me,
knowin damn well you won't!
But its all to the good,
you aint the only good-lookin dude from my hood.
I mean My culdesac,
yeap I live in the burbs.
But still I pack,
and kick'd pussy boys to many-a curbs.
I guess you didn't know I was a CGC,
Call me T.I. cuz You Don't know Me!
I hope you get fucked,
with an AIDS dick in the ass!
If I see you walkin in the rain,
Ima smash on the gas!
I can't stand you!
You a bitch for what you put me thru!
I lost all respect I had for you,
I should known you was up to some shit when,
I was just your 'boo'.
But I loved you too much to see through it,
but love aint blindin me now.
I'ma keep it pimpin,
while yo ratchet ass take your final bow.