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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ghostface Killah
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kanye West
Composer
S. Smith
Composer
V. Brown
Composer
Dennis Coles
Composer
Willie Hutch
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Xtreme
Producer
Anthony "Acid" Caputo
Recording Engineer
Mike Tocci
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Come through the block in a brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that **** ain't friends
Okay, girl
Yeah, what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
(I confess, oh)
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowin' that me and that **** got beef
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
No
[Verse 2]
Yo, I should just bark on you
Burn your car on you
'Cause I'm too much man to leave a mark on you
You's a bird, you know that?
Giving that man ten points like he about to blow that
He probably did
You swallow his kids
In and out of jail
He a snail, he was around one bitch
In the summertime I broke his jaw
Had to do it to him quick
Go fashion in the back of the mall
Me and him had miles forever
Like I 'posed to put 'em on
When he came home and told on Trevor
Had to bang on homie
Air blocks out
And spots throwing them shots like, ****, you know me
Stop frontin' for them **** out
Sigh like you really ride
And you a silly chick
Thought you was really loud
But I guess I was wrong, I'ma highlight dog
And rip his head off
Words of the song
[Verse 3]
Come through the block in a brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that **** ain't friends
Okay, girl
Yeah, what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
Yeah, I'ma work him out
(I confess, oh)
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that **** got beef
Okay, girl
Yeah, what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
No
[Verse 4]
Aye, yo, I thought we was iller than that
All them kisses and love you's
When Jay came you had my packs
It was how my **** went through war
Vests banged up
Standin' in the kitchen
Yo holding the four
Sweatin' and breathin'
Bounced outta town for a weekend
Heard you had homie in the passenger seat and
Funny look
I'm a monster don
I do monster things
That's why I put your ass under my arm
Fuckin' with him could bring bodily harm
And where you going hide in the streets when the body is gone
If there's one thing I learned that
Never trust a female or no skill
You just confirmed that
Bounce in your momma house
Pack your shit
I don't care if you cryin'
You's a ruthless chick
Gots to watch you
These eyeballs in my face is spot you
My girl cousins, they gon' rock you
[Verse 5]
Come through the block in a brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that **** ain't friends
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
I'ma good goose
(I confess, oh)
Flossin' around with them up in these streets
Knowing that me and that **** got beef
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
No
[Verse 6]
Shorty, what is you thinkin' 'bout?
Didn't I put you down?
Flyest whips rollin' 'round like, yeah
That's the bossest chick
On the side I mighta had one or two
Them silly broads was enough on you
Rollin' with him
Time to get revenge
That's shit you just don't do
[Verse 7]
Come through the block in a brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that **** ain't friends
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
(I confess, oh)
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that **** got beef
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
No
[Verse 8]
Come through the block in a brand new Benz
Knowing that me and that **** ain't friends
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
(I confess, oh)
Flossin' around when I'm up in these streets
Knowing that me and that **** got beef
Okay, girl
And what I did was whack
But you don't get a **** back like that
No
Written by: Dennis Coles, Douglas B. Gibbs, Ralph Johnson, Shaffer Smith, Shawn Carter, V. Brown, Vernon Craig Brown, Willie Hutch