be following right here inside You Who I was just don't mean much When the me in Your heart looks just like Jesus Just like Jesus, just like Jesus, just like
somebody else's house after this They usin' us man, fuck this Look hear bitch Bitch you got a fat stomach Your braids look tacky and you're fuckin' broke Like
Dr. Dooom] Yo J, you bought this bitch's food Yo, these bitches ain't payin for shit They up here eatin, and gettin ready to plan to go to somebody else