(Ay ay, ain't you Gangsta Boo?) Yeah, why you wanna know? (Ay ay, you–) (Why gotta do it like that? I know you–) (Ay, ay –ain't you used to go to Sheffield?) What? See, this is the prime example of some enquiring minds Mothafuckas in my business Mothafuckas wanna know what I do Why, nigga? What the fuck you talkin' about? Why y'all in my business? Enquiring minds, nigga Ya know what I'm sayin? This tha' intro I'm bringin' it to you real Fuck these mothafuckas They ain't talkin' 'bout shit Y'all know how these niggas is These some mothafuckin' playa-hatas What? Nigga, do you want me to fuck you up? So Hit you with a low blow Jive, dawg You might as well call it quits I be the bitch that's known for rockin' shit I be the bitch known as a lyricist So, what? You wanna fuck with me on the M-I-C? You better call the police, cause I'ma bring ya' to ya knees Me 'n the tear-da-club-up thugs can't take enough Comin' thicker than the mothafuckin' you. S, Marines So, if you wanna fuck with me, my favorite quote's I'ma take it as a joke (try me, try me, try me) Got your ass wishin' that you can tag me, baby Got you hard-up, like a soap on a rope I thought I told ya: We ain't gon' stop It's on! So, when it's on, life's on, then the bitch is on Early mornin', put the niggas in their own zone Enquiring minds wanted to know, that's why I wrote this song (bitch) Wanna fuck me, bitch? Wanna wear my shit? Cause I got Chanel on it But in the projects, you weren't really on it Trynna' be the one to flaunt it Stupid-ass, know that my name is wanted 'Ey, 'ey Yo, yo, yo, yo Wassup, niggas? This tha' intro Nigga, you got one You got two You got three Yo, yo Uh (We still in this thang, though) 'Ey, 'ey, yo, yo Stop this shit, and play number three I'm outta here