Do you wanna hit it? Come
Do you wanna hit it? Come
Hoes like me are hardly seen
If they didn't take advantage when they lit it up
Because I gave them the break, but they lost it
I'm your man's b*tch, that has him burned out
I'm your man's b*tch, that has him burned out
You handed it over and someone froze it
Photocopier, I'm the real one
The one that lived what you dreamed
I hype the hoes, I don't know why you challenge me
They put little bags on you when they smash your face
Do you wanna hit it? Come
Keep poking it, because it's still bleeding
Do you wanna hit it? Come