Destiny"s Child

[Jazz] 
I stay away from cats that rap 
That ain"t got traps 
And producers that make tracks 
That ain"t got no plaques 
I"m J to the A-Z-Z, chrome Z3 
You ain"t balling, you ain"t rolling with me 
Jazz said it 
These cats ain"t cheap, they broke 
Take me to a flick 
Can"t even buy me a Coke 
All them quick say you ain"t gettin" nada from us 
Cause in their pockets they ain"t got nada but dust 
Come on, come on 

[Beyonce] 
Why you sitting here under me 
Giving me grief 
Saying you love me 
You know you"re lying through your teeth 
Living it up 
The good life for free 
I don"t know what you want from me 
Don"t you know I need somebody who can do me right 
And keep his pockets tight 
I don"t know why I keep taking this mess from you 

1 - [Destiny"s Child] 
I need a baller 
Someone not like you 
Who do me right 
You"re triflin", good for nothing, type of brother 
Keep a sister working day and night 

[Kelly] 
I don"t think you do 
So you and me are through, oh ooh 

2 - [Destiny"s Child] 
I"m looking for a man who will pay my bills 
Pay my car note, give me what I want 
Keep a sister real tight 
And ladies if you hear me say right 
(Right, right) 
Cause I don"t really wanna have to front the bills 
Buy your clothes, give you everything you want 
Cause I can"t go for that, can"t go for that, no, no 
I can"t go for that 

[Beyonce] 
So you rolling around in my drop six 
Frontin", telling your boys how you copped it 
Leeching off of me all the time 
Why won"t you just get a life 
You really don"t get it 
I spend my money on myself 
I gotta move on and find somebody else 

Repeat 1 

[Kelly] 
I don"t (I don"t) 
Think you (Think you) 
You do 
So you and me are through 

Repeat 2 (2x) 

[Sporty Thievz] 
Hey yo this one babe 
After we done laid 
Started telling me about bills that"s unpaid 
And you know me, I"m that nada cat 
Type to loan you a buck, get my dollar back 
You holla at, me 
Like you want me to trick, trick 
I trick you into letting me hit 
Said she ain"t a pigeon and she hate nada 
Uh-oh, put you off with the fake Prada, uh-oh 

I"m getting dough but it ain"t splendid 
Offended, cause they tax for it when I make it 
Running game when I spend it 
Then chicks hit me with that "Kirk, let me get that" 
Then I hit back 
"Alright! Well first let me hit that" 

Yo when I flow for her 
Blow for her, get dough for her 
Cop an O for you, and trip and what you can"t go for it 
Let"s get it down to the nitty-gritty 
Yo pretty-bitty 
Give me two years and I might consider you for fifty-fifty 
Shot caller 

Repeat 2 till end