Lyrics:

*clapping* (mo'nique) Aint nothing worse then a brotha Who always bling blingin Flossin, rollin like he got it like dat Always up in your face telling you what he got, What he can bring to the table And then it's like this nigga cinderella 'cause he always dropping yo ass off at midnight And you can't seem to undersatnd Why at midnight is he always dropping yo ass off? 'cause let the truth be told, He ain't bling blingin or sling slingin, He ain't doin shit! That 500 benz he drivin - thats his mamma's a And that goddamn jewelry he wearin -all that shit is ridded And at 12:01, they come and lock his bitch ass up Now ain't that some shit? ?