I Can’t Stand You Richmond Rab (Ft. Nyemiah Supreme & Waka Flocka Flame)

[Intro: RIchmond Rab]
Huh?
Oh, you can't stand me bitch, huh?
Well, sue me, then, bitch, 'cause pimping is pimping
Pimping is pleasure, hoe

[Chorus: Nyemiah Supreme & Richmond Rab]
Boy, I can't stand you (she said she got a dude)
Boy, I can't stand you (and I be acting rude)
Boy, I can't stand you, nigga, kick rocks
Boy, I can't stand you,, you must pay for that box
Boy, I can't stand you (I told that bitch, "Please")
Boy, I can't stand you (I see she want a G)
Boy, I can't stand you (Look, bitch, I'm a boss)
Boy, I can't stand you (listen, get lost, go on)

[Verse 1: Richmond Rab]
Girl, you can't stand who? I can be your man, boo
Me and you is so old, why you acting brand new?
You was just a hoodrat, just something that I ran through
Open up your mouth wide, I know how your glands do
Come up out your bra, matter of fact, yeah, your pants, too
Tell me Vicky's secret or this whole shit is canceled
You ain't got a man, you do that same shit that Pam do
Just like Marty Mar, get to stepping out my Lambo
Girl, that's my Lambo, you just want a sample
You can just keep moving, you got corns all on your damn toes
Whistles in the trunk would turn the block into a dance floor
Strip still jumping, fiends asking where the grams go
Chickens and some water, I ain't cooking up no Campbell's
You don't understand, though, I'm trying to let my fans know
I can cook an ounce and a half off a damn O
I can cook an ounce and a half off a damn O