And tell her, "Hey, what's good?
Em G
Sorry I'm never comin' home, I'ma stay for good."
Then hang the phone up and proceed to lay the wood
C Am
I came fast like 911 in white neighborhoods
Ain't got no shame 'bout it
Em G
She think I'm spoiled and I'm rich 'cause I can have any bitch
I got defensive and said, "Nah, I was the same without it."
C Am
But then I thought back, back to a better me
Before I was a B-list celebrity
Em
'Fore I started callin' bitches "bitches" so heavily
G
Back when you could get a platinum plaque
without no melody, you wadn't sweatin' me
[Kembali ke Pre-Chorus dan Chorus 1]
[Verse 3]
C Am
I want a real love, dark-skinned Aunt Viv love
That Jada and that Will love
Em G
That leave a toothbrush at your crib love
And you ain't gotta wonder whether that's your kid love
C Am
Nigga, I don't want no bitch from reality shows
Out-of-touch-with-reality hoes
Em G
Out in Hollywood bringin' back five or six hoes
C
Fuck 'em then we kick 'em to the do', nigga, you know how it go
Am
She deserved that, she a bird, it's a bird trap
You think if I didn't rap she would flirt back?
Em G
Takin' off her skirt, let her wear my shirt, 'fore she leave
C
"I'ma need my shirt back" (Nigga, you know how it go)
[Kembali ke Pre-Chorus dan Chorus 1]
[Interlude: George W. Bush]
There's an old saying in Tennessee—I know it's in Texas,
probably in Tennessee—that says,
fool me once… shame on… shame on you.
Fool me—can't get fooled again.
[Bridge]
C Am
Fool me one time, shame on you (Ayy)
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you (Ayy)
Em G
Fool me three times, fuck the peace sign