Wha
You know I m worked too hard for this kind of play, Ho
I wrote a letter for the getter of the C.I.A., Ho
I don t care a jack wonderin bout whatcha do. Ho
Just put your dime on the line cause it s I.O.U., Ho
Somebody said, give up instead - on how ya feel, uhn-uh...
One blow to the head is all ya need.
I ain t takin it ya... Cheataaaaaaah.
Do it
Do it
Oh you better go get yourself some attitude, Ho
I know your name of the game isn t I.O.U., Ho
You re tellin me that you re coming to a compromise, Ho
You smile let me while you stealin right before my eyes, Ya hold me
Somebody said, give up instead - on how ya feel, uh-uh...
One blow to the head is all ya need.
I ain t takin it ya... Cheataaaaaaah.
Do it
Do it

I hurt my back bone baby,
I start to give it up,
Life is not （a） walk bay-ba,
Turned by the palette of （ya）,
I broke my radiator,
I flipped a stack of bowls,
I can t relive my body,
Don t you wet my comb
I don t care a jack wonderin bout whatcha do. Ho
Just sign your name on the line, baby I.O.U., Dog-gone-it
You are a... Cheataaaaaaah.
Do it
What
Do it
Somebody said, give up instead - on how ya feel,
huh-uh...
One blow to the head is all ya need.
I ain t takin it ya... Cheataaaaaaah.
Back on me
Cheatin baby
Cheatin baby