Fight Over Man
Scorn dem!
Ah wah unnu hear bout
Tell ah gal seh mi ah girl mi nuh fight ova man
From mi lickel bit ah jus so mi tan
Dis yah gal only wan gi him one
After dat him tun fool cauz him jus get di bomb
Tight pussy gal nuh fight ova man
And everybody kno seh we ah name brand
When mi ah wine mi give di wickedess slam
So mi sorry fi di gal dem out deh weh na no clam
Buddy fi broke, mi love mi fuck yes ah mi dat
Gal fread ah di dick, But ah wah dis she ah idiot
Mi put it on and send him home and tell him go pree dat
Him fi kno seh mi no regula cauz mi ah old g-rat
How you ah hot gal and ah fight ova tealy
Di man ah request becauz dem love when mi wheel it
You mussi tink mi mad fi come ah fight over nealy
Weh a dead over mi pussy from di first time him feel it
Mi kno fi do mi ting, mi kno fi gage and pace it
Big dick deh but some woman ah waste it
Gal ah wine fast like ah race it
Mi put it on propa him seh do mek mi taste it
Mi nah no time fi come ah war wit susan
Sh ah fight fi man cauz him ah gi her it 2 grand
Whole leap a millioniare deh yah fi pick and choose from
And mi kno mi keep mi pussy tight like a clam
Di man jus ah dead ova mi natural beauty
Dem look pan mi tatoo, hear him nuh wats up cutie
Him kno seh miz ah gal weh kno mi bedroom beauty
Inna mi lingere dung ah mi knee high bootie
Dah gal deh na no man becuaz she shootie shootie
All if she ah pay him, him nuh wan di fruitie
Di whole ah dem ah dead ova mi name brand pussy
Cauz mi born inna Channel and christing inna Gucci
Fight Over Man
Screw them!
What do you all hear about?
Tell a girl I’m a girl, I don’t fight over a man
Since I was little, that’s just how I stand
This girl only wants to give him one
After that, he turns dumb 'cause he just got the bomb
Tight pussy girls don’t fight over a man
And everybody knows we’re a brand name
When I wine, I give the wickedest slam
So I feel sorry for the girls out there who got no game
Buddy’s broke, I love my fuck, yeah that’s me
Girl’s scared of the dick, but what’s this, she’s an idiot
I put it on him, send him home, tell him to think on that
He should know I’m no regular 'cause I’m an old G-rat
How you a hot girl and fighting over a loser?
The man’s in demand 'cause they love when I move it
You must think I’m crazy to come and fight over a dude
Who’s dead over my pussy since the first time he felt it
I know how to do my thing, I know how to gauge and pace it
Big dick’s there, but some women waste it
Girl’s wine fast like she’s racing
I put it on proper, he says, "Make me taste it"
I ain’t got time to come and war with Susan
She fights for a man 'cause he’s giving her two grand
A whole bunch of millionaires here to pick and choose from
And I know I keep my pussy tight like a clam
The man’s just dead over my natural beauty
They look at my tattoo, hear him, "What’s up, cutie?"
He knows I’m a girl who knows my bedroom beauty
In my lingerie down to my knee-high booties
That girl’s got no man 'cause she’s shootie shootie
Even if she pays him, he don’t want the fruity
The whole lot of them are dead over my brand name pussy
'Cause I was born in Channel and christened in Gucci.