Text: Lady Saw. Son Of A Bitch.

Aight, that's it, what's wrong?
I'm tired, sick and tired of the same thing over and over again
Come on, girlfriend, talk to me
I'm takin' the Porche, I'm takin' the house, I'm takin' the kids
He can have the Volvo but that damn Jag is mine
Oh, sure, girlfriend, oh, sure, sure

Could you believe I caught my man red handed
Screwin' that stunt next door?
(What?)
Picture them being both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor

What could he be thinking?
Can't believe that he would hit that freak
Girl, my jaw hit the floor
I was so mad, I couldn't even speak

It's simple, run di bwoy outta your life
Divorce him as your wife
Dis him cause yuh know him disrespect yuh to
Nuh mek him come back on the ends
Mash up all di Benz, call da cops
And tell dem seh him beating yuh

Son of a bitch don't deserve, who yuh try preserve?
Him always just mad cause him a look fi yuh
It nuh mek sense to pretend, him nah change again
A dog will be a dog till da very end

Underwear on the counter
Son of a bitch
They left stains on the sofa
Son of a bitch
She left the weave in the shower
Son of a bitch

You see I caught them on camera
Son of a bitch
I saw her kissin' his shoulder
Son of a bitch
He jooked it then he flipped it over
Son of a bitch
I heard her screams gettin' louder
Son of a bitch
Now this relationship's over

Could you believe I caught my man red handed
Screwin' that stunt next door?
(What?)
Picture them being both butt naked
Bangin' on the bathroom floor

What could he be thinking?
Can't believe that he would hit that freak
Girl, my jaw hit the floor
I was so mad, I couldn't even speak

Could y