Non-Believers Black Knights

[Verse 1: Rugged Monk]
She claim that she loved me
But I don't trust her
Young damsel in distress
She thinks I'm a sucka
Quick to deceive me
Thinking I was blind like Stevie
I didn't wonder
Or care
If she was a lady of the evening
Not my lady no lady
Gon' disrespect me
I'm a true ND
Got a Nasty Dogg Pedigree
My polo socks
They
Match my polo drawers
My balls and my words
They match
Big and tall
So listen, jezebel
You think your shit don't smell
You and a goldfish
Only thing
Got a similar smell
I ain't trying to find Nemo
Looking for no Square Pants
I get a massage, happy ending
Or a lap dance
If I choose
That's my choice
I'm a grown-ass man
I don't answer to nobody
I respect laws and land
Put my hands on no woman
But a bitch i'll backhand
Cuz they quick to sell you out
To the cops or another man