Yeah, what's up , Keisha?
You ready for this party tonight?
Yeah, once again, it's on.
And Shaquille's gonna be there.
Yeah, and I heard R. Kelly's
Yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
A little bit of child support.
Hey, that's all your life.
Back in the days, I used to call you.
Practically beg you to try to get with you.
I got your pageant number,
rah -rah, let's rip it up.
Honeys, let's toast to this,
and fellas, let's sip it up
How's your kid, ugly man,
I got a chauffeur workin' with a
Gettin' beat up by your men,
your eyes are black and blue
Like O .J.'s in the cold,
You got nothin' right now,
Three -time winner, naked star,
No, I don't, where I know you from
No, I don't, where I know you from
No, I don't, where I know you from
No, I don't, where I know you from
No, I don't, where I know you from
Con tinuing, you was all that,
Riding around, hitting switches
Talking to broads and all
You was the woman one time,
and rode in all the fast cars
Tryin' to be somebody who you're not
when the status level's high
When the party come, you on the guest list
your homegirl's like a diss
I hate to see your ugly face again
Now you're tryin' to meet the
your steady dream keep chasin'
So annoying, in fact, security
gets you back around high -class folks
Don't know how to act, keepin' it real
My pocket's worth a dollar bill
I see you walkin' up the hill
got some off for every day
and all the fellas make him pay
she's still weak in the brain
now you see me on Soul Train
No, I don't, where I know you from?
Remember me? No, I don't.
Remember me? No, I don't.
know you remember me. No,
Girl, that girl Shakira right there.
I'm about to go get them digits.
cause that's all he can do
And you know it. Not you.
Drinking Moet and acting quiet.
With your lips on that glass,
I bet your life you didn't buy it.
34th Street, you suck your teeth,
Looking for the funny joke in his ride.
I'm on your case like that
Callin' up kids for hot 97 ticks
Beggin' in clubs for the front seat
Livin' that lifestyle like pants
I pull up and I call your bluff
Lookin' like that cartoon,
the one they call Puppet Stuff
I walked around, yo, who did I see?
The same person in my face
No I don't, where I know you from
look at Shaquille Jordan, look at him
you must pay him now, baby
Don't try to fake the bump,
Oh, he gon' pay up, ain't you?
Yeah, you are, cause it's yours