[Verse 1 Rap]
  F*** conversation, I'm throwin him a lever
  Leavin the crib with a Dear John letter
  I'm takin what I need, nigga f*** all ya cheddah
  F*** all ya jewelry and f*** all ya cars
  You ballin while I'm wishin on stars
  Won't have me wildin while you puffin on dro's
  Have me in the crib, all panties and bras
  While you in the Benzo messin wit broads
  Have ya'll face in another b***h twat
  Go ahead playa boy that's how you get shot (I'ma get ya ass)
  And I ain't even like that silly nigga
  But I'm hurt and I'm filled up with liquor
  Ponderin on if you really feel her
  Only a man could make a girl a killer
  And wit a nine like this my nigga don't sleep
  I'ma creep up on your behind my nigga
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    [Verse 2 (1 in Napster version)]
  Drivin in yo Benzo
  Shinned up Lorenzo
  Ashtray filled wit Indo
  Toss it out the window
  Bein fast as the ash blow
  Leavin a nigga, f*** ya cash flow
  I got my own account
  And it holds a nice amount
  I'ma come back for my clothes
  And come back for my Roles
  You can keep them other hoes
  Nigga that's how the game goes
  And if ya didn't know
  Better ask somebody baby
  Shoulda treated me like your lady
  Nigga I gotta bizounce
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    [Verse 3 (2 in Napster version)]
  F*** the conversation
  I'm throwin you a letter
  Keep them platinum credit cards
  Keep all of your cheddar
  That shit don't mean nuttin to me (No nuttin to me no nuttin to me)
  Cuz I'm tired of you stressin me (Tired of you stressin me)
  The scent of perfume on ya clothes (In ya clothes)
  Messin wit them silly hoes (Silly hoes)
  Got me feelin miserable (I'm miserable)
  Peddlin up wit Hen and Coke (It's on...)
  Sleepin wit the enemy (...b***h)
  Boy you don't wanna f*** wit me (Don't wanna f*** wit me)
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    [Verse 4 (3 in Napster version)]
  I ain't never comin back no more
  I know you heard that shit before
  I don't never wanna see your face
  Faded pictures on make-up case
  Shoulda known what ya missed at home
  Now you roll along wit no one to bone
  You ain't never gonna eat poon poon
  Not from me no no
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you
    I'm about to bizounce
  I can't take this s**t no more
  Picture frame broken daddy
  Cuz I can't trust you
  I'm ridin high now
  So nigga f*** you