[Chorus: Chamillion] When we come through in Caddies on swangaz and vogues I would tell the outcome you already "no dough" I'm the reason these boys hand cuffing these hoes You know she's about to getcha hoes You know the routine when a true player come through She's leaving with me although she came here with you I'm sorry to tell you but I got really bad news Game Over you lose Peep game, broads be knowing about my sweet thang They want to see how my meat hang When I pull up to the club I'm on the G Bone thangs While these other boys broke like a cheap chain, you weak man Afraid that I might take your chick Conceited, cocky, or confident you take your pick Your game is lame, it got outdated quick But as soon as this girl see my face they can't wait to strip Adulterous relationship, something you never should doubt You trusted in your gal, but something has been ruined about Because while you at your crib looking cool on your couch Your girl iron me, drool in her mouth, a Chick Magnet A heart throb, I'm smooth, smart, and soave A macking artist, check for the mark on your broad With you, there ain't no benefits like a Wal-Mart job It ain't no competition boy, I'm a shock to these frauds [chorus]