[Hook: Jodeci, Jokesa]
You're everything I knew!
Everything I knew, bitch! (Ohh, yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh, bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do? (I don't know, I don't know, but I'll cry)
[Verse 1: Jokesa]
I'm selfish, I'm helpless, deservin', but I'm Hellish
Puttin' in the work, 'cause I need a bitch I can embellish
I’m selfish, I’m helpless, Devilish, and I’m Hellish
Rap about this murder shit so that I can make it out quick
Buy a brick, her thighs are thick
Issue is her guys a bitch
He think that he shit
But I'll knock his ass, legit
Buy her jeans that do not fit
Hope they rip when she split
On that Slaughter type shit
I’m the new Ganksta Nip
But I can’t buy that bitch, 'cause she worth too much
And 'cause everything I needed ain't been addin' to such
Plus, bitches actin' mean, and I got weed as a crutch
And there’s no breakin' on me
I go down as a clutch, bitch!
[Hook: Jodeci, Jokesa]
You're everything I knew!
I go down as a clutch, bitch! (Ohh, yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh, bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do? (I don't know, I don't know, but I'll cry)
[Verse 2: MC Psych]
19 years, and I still ain't got shit
Collin of BCT should come and get ya wig split
Fuck the whole magazine, 'cause that shit ain't legit
All they promote is what's gonna be a fuckin' hit
And that's fucked up; most them rappers just some fuckin' wannabes
Never been through shit, yet they act like they up one to me
I can show them real, 'cause I ain't got nothin' to lose
But let me ask you; which fuckin' weapon should I use?
'Cause y'all quick to talk when asked about that fuckin' gang life
But won’t never let a real one on the show to take the mic
'Cause y'all want us stuck, so that is where you bitches better duck
I'll lurk around you bitches, catch you, then I'll pop my fuckin' trunk
Ayo, I got two ways of makin' money
It's through bitches and through slangin'
Stangin' Jeremy and Ms. Hailey, 'cause I got's on my gang bangin'
Takin' all I might need to succeed in the replacement
Of these shows full of ho's, wonder why I keep on basin'
And you're
[Hook: Jodeci, MC Psych]
You're everything I knew!
Yeah, it's all of everything, trick! (Ohh, yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh, bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do? (I don't know, I don't know, but I'll cry)
[Verse 3: Jokesa]
It's the final verse, so I gotta make it count
Speakin' on my bank account
You get slapped without a doubt, yeah
You might need the clout, but, I don't need that shit
I need money, plus some hunnies, I think that can do the trick
You's a dummy, homies bummy, you guys anything but slick
I need hunnies dressed as bunnies, but see bitches less than thick
And I'm tryin' to find my goals, but they missin' in the mist
Shoes done lost they fuckin' soles, Kesa cryin' 'cause he pissed
Give me all of everything, and then I'll start to feel better
I need some of anything, anything with real leather
I been rockin' my old whip
Where's my check full of cheddar?
I been helpin' out my brothers, yet, I'm still under pressure
Why is that the case? 'cause they hatin' on my name
When I'm claimin' I'm the great, they dissin' me the same
It's all part of their game, BCT now turn the same
They dropped me for plays, now fuck the rest of ya days, lames!
[Hook: Jodeci, Jokesa]
You're everything I knew!
Fuck the rest of ya days, lameass bitches! (Ohh, yeah)
Do what you want me to (I will doooooooo anything)
Get on my knees for you (ohhhhhhhhhh, bab-bayyy)
What else is there to do? (I don't know, I don't know, but I'll cry)
