I Gotcha Man

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I gotcha man, that's all I gotta say

E'rybody knew you's a ho anyway

Bi-bitch, recognize I got these thick thighs

And this pretty pussy that your old man prize

You, you the sixth man, I never ride the bench

I'm the first round draft, you the second round pick

Your man chose me, your girl, Strona D

Four tips, brown eyes, and a gold pink teeth

Bitch, bitch, you can buck, I din't give a fuck

Open up the trunk, click, click, ho, what's up?

And I ain't from the A, Palm Beach where I stay

But these hands can make your ass lean and rock any day

'Cause I do it with no hands, (Ay) I do it with no feet (Ay)

I do it with that 4-5 to put your ass to sleep (Ay)

But your man real good, he do it with his hands

Every time he hands me that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

Bitch, bitch, don't get mad, you better be glad

'Cause this the best piece of pussy that your man ever had

He went crazy for the twat, he said my shit fat

I gave him a warnin' that I got that holla back

Ho, you ain't no competition, bitch, you better listen

Try to come cross, dumb ho, you'll be missin'

I'm too, too sweet, from my neck to my feet

Lick me up and down, in the middle, there's a treat

And I ain't no ho, I don't go low

I don't need to, 'cause my clit like a throat

Type of grip on that dick, that's a power pussy

Slow wind on that shit till his eyes get gushy

Let him get on his knees and lick, lick that pussy

I gotcha man, stupid bitch, stop cryin', you wussy

You already had your chance to keep your man

Now every day he givin' me that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

Yeah, your man got taste, he seen this pretty face

And ever since then, you had to be replaced

I went shoppin' in Cali, in South Beach, Miami

Took a ride to Palm Beach, blowin' Kush in the Caddy

I told him thanks for the gifts, and gave him a kiss

I swear he fell in love when his cheeks felt my lips

That's what I call game, I ain't the one to blame

I had him in the crib givin', givin' me some brain

Now you're mad and wanna fight, we can do this shit tonight

I don't fight clean, so you better bring your wipes

And when I'm done with your ass, you can go call your crew

'Cause my dawgs deep and they will do you

So don't think it's a game, 'cause, bitch, I ain't playin'

I took your man once, and I can take him again

Yeah, your man feel good, he took me by the hand

And said, "Baby, here goes your cash in advance"

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance

I, I gotcha man

I, I gotcha man

All I really wanted was that cash in advance