I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You ain't the same when Jay-Z's around

I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You scream and holler when Eminem's in town I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

Snoop put me up on how the hoes get down

I know you like Nelly, like Kelly, Ludacris

Try to run game on me you punk bitch

I know you don't love me Gators and ostrich, you know we in power

You could see my outfit on the Discovery Channel

I'm a stunner, my bitches train like robots

They sniff coke, deep throat, and they hold out glocks It's the brick-copper, the L-sharper

645 NASCAR driver that's known to spit lava

I'm in Cancun, with a model in the bedroom

Her pussy tight like an airplane bathroom Talk out your mouth piece, baby pah

The baby A R will make it hot like South Beach

I move like, Bin Laden armed with them hammers

In that new Jag wagon, with James Bond vagrant Medina all red, mira give me head

Bad bitch, look like Eva Mendes

I'm a gangsta, general, comrade nigga

Drug money, blood money in a brown bag nigga I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You ain't the same whenever Bank's around

I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You scream and holler whenever Usher's in town I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

See Dre put me up on how the hoes get down

I know you like Buck and that Dirty South ***

Try to run game on me you punk bitch

I know you don't love me I'm in the candy-painted Range, Carder frame

Six-by-nines playin' so I can hear e'ry thang

Heavy on the gas homie, hoggin' up two lanes

The navigation got me to where I'm gon' be stayin' The trunk full of somethin' that can get a nigga life

So my seat belt's on, and I'm stoppin' at the light

I done been to Queens before but not behind the wheel

I'm a country nigga, ain't this many buildings where I live But the business gotta be handled so where this coward at?

We leave a couple niggaz layin', bet them bitches holla back

Ever since Yayo been home it's been on

Smackin' niggaz up, employers is gettin' sent home On this battlefield, you know, it's kill or be killed

Leavin' niggaz with bullet holes and hospital bills

This is how it is homie, La Cosa Nostra

I won't stop 'til I'm on a wanted poster, motherfuckers I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You ain't the same when Lil' Jon's around

I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You scream and holler when Slim Thug's in town I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

Yeah, Em put me up on how the hoes get down

I ain't got time for a groupie ass bitch

Try to run game and they ain't about ***

I know you don't love me You should thank the Lord if the ray gon' getcha

'Cause the sawed-off'll microwave a nigga like, Adolf Hitler

*** pressure, I enter the ring calm

I'm nicer than them Japanese niggaz in ping-pong Look at my ring don, lease a 100 K for bling on

Smokin' the same Buddha as the courtroom shooter

I got the mind of a genius, the rag-white Jag

Backhand like Venus's, jab while zappin' ya bitch I'm makin' her knees knock in the lab

Let off, and send her to the weed spot in the cab

And I don't hate all music, I just hate y'alls

And I hear you when you whisper, got the ear of Ray Charles I'm ahead of my class fucker

And I only serve a bitch once so they treat my dick like the last supper

Niggaz callin' out my name in vain

When someone jab to the jaw they be the claim to fame I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You ain't the same whenever Bank's around

I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

You scream and holler whenever Usher's in town I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me

See Dre put me up on how the hoes get down

I know you like Buck and that Dirty South ***

Try to run game on me you punk bitch

I know you don't love me, I know you don't love me