But if I went ballin, would you still be callin? Oh () Shit, what you mean I talk a good game You the one that's only it in for a fuckin rain You weren't with me shootin in the gym and You weren't with me sparrin in the boxing ring Instead of waiting for a love Be an independent woman, go to school and get a job We ain't married so listen here honey I ain't tryina Shaq up with a Ashanti Was it love at first sight? Or lust at first like I need a queen, a love for my life But it's uncommon to find miss right (Queen Latifa) My name ain't James but I'm worthy of a Ride or die chick on my team wearing my jersey You wanna stunt? Get a grill feeker Fuck cheering, I need a team leader () Acting like them basketball wives I ain't even made you my wife Cause you only in it for the fast life But if I went balling, would you still be calling? Oh oh () If you's a bitch, this song is prolly bout you But not exclusively, cause bitch niggas do to Fucking for money, don't they label that a prostitute? Messed around in her garden, ate her forbidden fruit Next thing you know, you got a seat too Do you go to the clinic or do your let it live? 9 times out of 10 she gonn let it live Cause she tryina get that check on the first attempt Car note and the rent I pay that All that acting out of spike, I ain't play that James browning, looking for the big payback Wait, I ain't shit, how could you even say that? And pray that I die and go to hell, I kept you in the coupe and I kept you in Chanel I kept you with a motherfucking roof over your head But instead of saying me thank you, you tell me to go to hell () Acting like them basketball wives I ain't even made you my wife Cause you only in it for the fast life But if I went balling, would you still be calling? Oh oh () If you feel like this song is about you... it probably is Biatch!