Life of a Lesbo

(Intro: Cappadonna)

Uh-huh, yeah bitch!

Same struggles, uh, everyday

Hold this, come here girl

Hmm... give me a kiss, muaww! Heh..

(Cappadonna)

I know these two fly chicks, that used to be legit

They said they don't like niggas no more, and plus they hate gays

With all due respect they wanna love and trick

And I don't know if it's a good thing, or maybe they sick

And I just can't understand, whatever happened to the plan

You used to walk like a woman and dress to the T

Now you try'nna be the man that your father used to be

Actin' like you got a cock and you love dicks

You and my baby mother did it, go 'head push me

And believe me, it's true, I know your whole style boo

You eat rats, bitch, you got worms deep inside you..

(Chorus: Cappadonna)

Life of a lesbo (uh, uh, uh)

Life of a lesbo (come here, I don't know you was like that)

Life of a lesbo

(Cappadonna)

Even though you independant, and you makin' the big dough

Hate your own father and you used to be ho

Bitch, it's alright to cry, chick, here have a shoulder

'Member you was 13? Now you much older

Used to be a hot chick, now you much colder

You love other bitches, girl, you don't want a soldier

To all the fly honies that's livin' it well

Used to be a lesbo, but think you want dick now

Ya'll best to stop frontin', cuz you really want both

Me and my ex-wife came down Tiffany throat

I ****ed both of those bitches, then I went broke

(Chorus to end)

(Outro (during chorus): Cappadonna (sample))

That's what's up... yeah

Yo.. you know me, 1, 2, 3 chicks, it don't matter

I did it all... I love 'em

Life of a lesbo, let's go

Uh-huh, this one right here go out to all

My homegirls up north, Bedford Hills

Albion, knawhatimsayin? Rosinger, haha, hold ya head up

That's my word, yeah, this one go out to Candy Apple

My home girl Sugar Walls, Eye Candy

Cinnamon, Passion Fruit, Melony, Water Melon

Yeah, life of a lesbo... uh... uh..

(We got eyes, but we can't see

We have ears, but we can't hear

We've got a tongue, but we can't speak

We are living men, but we are dead mentally)