Lyrics:

I was justified when I was fiveRaising cane, I spit in your eyeTimes are changing, now the poor get fatBut the fever's gonna catch you when the bitch gets backEat meat on Friday that's alrightEven like steak on a Saturday nightI can bitch the best at your social do'sI get high from the speaking 'bout the things I doI'm a bitch, I'm a bitchI'm a bitch and I'm backStone cold sober as a matter of factI can bitch, I can bitch'Cause I'm better than youIt's the way that I moveThe things that I doI entertain by picking brainsSell my soul by dropping namesI don't like those, my God, what's thatOh it's full of nasty habits when the bitch gets backI'm a bitch, I'm a bitchI'm a bitch and I'm backStone cold sober as a matter of factI can bitch, I can bitchI'm better than youIt's the way that I moveThe things that I do