[Keyshia Cole]
Got me doing the things that I do, do
Ain't nobody treat me like you do, you
Keep me held down, when no one else is around
You show me love

[Verse 1: Rhymefest]
S-s-s-s so you say, used to diss me every day
Now she happy, Lil Scrappy, see me, she like, "OK-K"
Naw bitch naw, down with your drawers
You gon' need some Tylenol
For my head Tag Team said
"Take it to the house", naw, we gon' take it to the bed
And kick you out, put you out for the times you wasn't puttin' out
Take off your shoe, you finna put your foot in your mouth
I got my new ho, so what the fuck I'mma need you fo'?
Matter of fact I'mma need you to go
Hop back in your broke Yugo
And that go double for these bitch ass niggas
These snitch ass niggas, you just can't get rich ass niggas
Rhymemode's my crew
Sunday through Monday I'm out on the block
With of bundle of money like Russell who touchin' you
Wasn't you, nothin', who bustin' you lames?
So Pusha Man finna go out and get money
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