[Chi-Chi] I'm done with looking at your face and sorting your shit I'm not your fuckin' mortician Just clean yourself up, you bitch! I'm through with sewing up stitches And endin' up in your ditches You left me rotten, forgotten And now you think I owe riches, bitch?! Honey, I can't cover up how shitty you are I tried to help you out, embalm you But you ain't goin' far! Oh baby, stop now! You're gonna drop now! And I ain't talking bout the bass or beat You're just a thot now Honey, I'm done holdin' out for you And I ain't bringin' more clout to you You can shout and pout and doubt But baby, this no longer about you As of now, I'm resignin', you ain't reading the fine linin' Now you actin' up, a hoe Well, lemme tell you now, I'm dyin'! Oh baby You really think I give a shit don't you? Well, let me tell you I fucking don't [Creep-P] And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! Fool me once? Shame on you Fool me twice? Shame on me There's no agree to disagree Best know I'm ending your killing spree Responsibilities? Be damned Everything's at their command Is it about them? Banned That's it. I'm about to go ham I told my best friend that if they fuck up again That they need to understand about what they said They screamed: What's next? And laid my body to rest As if I cried to them and wanted nothing but their death I guess I'm really fuckin' up I guess I really fucked you up I guess that you've had enough For sure you want my mouth shut I keep talking while you're crying Is this my cue to start dying? My words? My obituary What's said? You're not even ready I guess I won't lie Unless it's now my time It's unfortunate to go now, see the other side Your screams are why I hide Your threats? Are to say goodbye Unless I apologize? Good for me, I'd rather die! And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! [Creep-P & Chi-Chi] And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! [JACKIE EXTREME] Wrap yourself up in my cocoon I have a spot, just for you! Slide inside! Do what you do! Have a taste of my witch's brew! I know you know my name because I see you in my dreams It's Creep-P and miss Jackie Shit's about to get extreme! The whole fucking club on lock Get down on the floor unless you wanna get popped Jackie Extreme demands the whole club on the floor If you wanna survive the night, you better do as you're told I'm a crazy-ass bitch, and I know what I want It's a Louis Vuitton bag and coats of chiffon And, ladies if you agree: Raise your hands! It's Creep-P and Jacqueline, you have to stan RIP, RIP, shit is gettin' so crazy My eyesight is hazy Cuz Creep-P made me jump on this track And slay the whole crowd RIP, it's a bop If you missed it? Your loss! [Creep-P] And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! [Creep-P, JACKIE EXTREME & Chi-Chi] And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! And I'm sorry for your loss But I told you that I'd be gone! I'll rest in peace, singing our song Writing lists on why you were wrong! Laying down up in my casket While my girls hittin' some acid Now you're crying with a passion Like you're not one throwing hatches! [JACKIE EXTREME] Oh God! Look at that cunt go! Jesus If you don't shake your ass with JACKIE EXTREME I'm gonna fuckin' scream! I'm gonna fuckin' scream! [Creep-P] Now I lay here in my basket Thanking God that we have ended You never cared for me at all You just wanted all my assets