[Chorus ­ 3x] (Sung)
  Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
  Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
  
  [Mannie Fresh]
  He told me number three was cheap
  Wit a chick, wit a stick, yeah them girls be freakin'
  Checkin' in motels every other weekend
  Say brah ­ I can't picture lil' one eatin'
  Boy you ain't know ­ fo' sho' she creepin'
  While she been tellin' me dog, she goin' to meetings
  Meeting Kitty wit her mouth
  That's what yo' chick 'bout
  Man, pass me my asthma pump, put lil' one out
  Sometimes I be likin' ­ when seenin' chicks dykin'
  Pissin' on each other, mud wrestling, and fightin'
  Hair everywhere, sratchin' and bitin'
  Pass me my asthma pump again man, this shit exciting
  I be like, "let's get jumped" like a game of checkers
  And I done cheat more chicks, than Nelly sold records
  E.I, C.I, turn a chick out
  Then give it to another chick and leave it up in her mouth
  
  [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)
  Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
  Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
  
  [Baby]
  There's a story about a bitch named Sally
  A hot girl, lived in that rat-hoe alley
  She stayed sharp, stayed rockin' Balance
  And a fat pussy, laid down in the Cadi'
  Back of the seat or back of the Palace
  I'm a Hot Boy ­ it really don't matter
  My brother K.C plays them tellers
  That'll jump off, hit a stepper, whatever
  Michael Kipper, James Peter got a big better
  Dick gotta a bitch in Miami ­ a dick-sweater
  Like Delores from A.T.L, "The Freak of the Week"
  She did me, Slim, Joe, and Tiki
  I don't care, bitch just ride
  Shake yo' pussy, and shake yo' thigh
  Get yo' hat, get yo' coat, it's time to ride
  Baby girl lookin' at me like she surprise
  
  [Chorus ­ 2x] (Sung)
  Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
  Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
  
  [Mannie Fresh]
  Let me tell you about another one of my lovers
  I caught the ignorant chick pokin' holes in rubbers
  Talkin' 'bout she late, sorry no wait
  Girl you fucked me, Mike Tyson, and O.J
  
  [Baby]
  These hoes be pullin' they raw tactics
  Baby makin' and jaw-jackin'
  Mami suck dick like a lowrider
  Ooh-wee, don't stop her
  
  [Mannie Fresh]
  Thinkin' that I'ma claim that baby
  Girl you coo-coo, stupid, dumb, and crazy
  His eyes green, and his hair wavy
  Thought you had me huh?, got me, playin' me
  
  [Baby]
  She movin' like a nigga hittin' switches
  But I bet I'd hit that old shitty
  She a popper, H.G non-stopper
  She from Uptown, baby girl don't knock her
  
  [Chorus ­ till end] (Sung)
  Bag gone, hat gone, coat gone
  Why don't cha get the hell on out the do'
  
  [Mannie Fresh ­ over chorus] (Talking)
  Nah shawty, don't cry now
  Get them old ass iron skates you left up under the bed
  And them old ass pro cases that you had, and all them beta tapes
  And get your old ass beeper
  You know that beeper that look like a garage opener
  The one that you had, get that shit up out my drawer
  and get on out of here
  Yeah you got to leave, got to go
  Get that rat coat, that old ass coat that you said was a mink
  Shit ain't nothin' but a big ass nutria rat
  Oh yeah, and get your cell phone
  That big ass cell phone wit the car battery hooked up to it
  The one that be causin' Cancer, you know that big ass
  football you wear on your face, hurtin' and shit
  Get your old ass cell phone
  And get them Chic Jeans, that Jamaica Joe shirt, and
  them Hearochees that yo' ass was wearing when you came here
  And them big fake ass "Salt-N-Peppa" earrings
  You know them earrings Salt-N-Peppa had in the 80's
  You better get them bitches up outta here too
  And get them footy socks, the ones wit the balls in the back
  That's yours too, you need to get that, get on outta here
  You know what i'm sayin', I use to love you, I don't love you no more
  Don't like you no more, none of that, you know what I'm sayin'
  And get your Cutlass keys
  Get your old ass Cutlass, the one that we parked off the block
  You know what I'm sayin', 'cause I didn't want it in my driveway
  'cause it was leakin' oil
  Get your old ass Cutlass key's and get in your Cutlass and ride out
  Yeah, you hood roach, you ain't even a rat, you a roach
  Yeah!