Mr Ivan - Look At Yourself Lyrics

(feat. B-32 (Baby & Mannie Fresh))

[Ivan Talkin (Baby)]
We bout to get into some shit about these hoes that like to back-slide on a nigga
We got B-3-2 (f*ckin right), Mannie Fresh and me Mr. Ivan
Check it out as i run it down to you (motha f*ck them stank hoes, bitch)

[Verse 1: Mr. Ivan]
Gangsta, gangsta hard f*ckin ties with a biatch
I made a few mistakes I cant help not bein rich
I'm havin lots a trouble with some shit thats been on my mind
Believe it or not, I'm bout to bust my rich bitch u think I trust
"What about your friends? Who you want, is it them or me?"
Bitch i put you first now why the f*ck you tryna clown me?
Sheeit now why you bitchin bout the hoes I used to f*ck?
Just keep on with ya trippin' cause this nigga aint givin a f*ck
You neva gave me no kinda time to get my head right
Fresh out the parish, now bitch you know that shit aint right
I propolize the situation and get the f*ck on
Now that I reach the party bitch I'm bout to get my serve on
You playa hatin ass bitches is on a mission
To stop me and my serve, bitch its best you keep on wishin
Huh, now dont come on me when I start to gettin rich
You said I was a failure motha f*cka TAKE A LOOK AT YOURSELF BITCH!

[Hook: B-32]
Take a look, take a look at yourself bitch
Take a look, take a look at yourself bitch
Take a look, take a look at yourself bitch
Take a look, take a look at yourself bitch

[Verse 2: Mannie Fresh]
See my story takes place on the late night
I was on the lake front tryna gettin some act right
Bitch was actin funny so I had to kick game
I said I'll be ya king you be my queen and shit will neva change
Now I'm just sittin there look at the Viva (Vagina)
Its Hairy like Berry and its bigger than Geneva
Something said stick my finger in, so I did
Then came the 2, the 3, the 4, the thumb and awwwwwww shhhiitt
I just dont believe it how could you conceive it?
My fist, my wrist, bitch ya need (???)
Push ya butt black, you smell like step back, ohh what the f*ck is that?
(Stop doin that shit black)
Tune the cat, aww bitch you bad fa my health
Aww, hoe... take a look at yaself (hoe)

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mr. Ivan]
Got my self together, head strong with things to do
Took a little time to realize that I dont love you
Strugglin hard, need some help, ya phone bill is due?
Ya cant do nuttin fa me AIGHT BITCH, MOTHA F*CK YOU!
I sacrifice alotta shit to be with ya black
Since I'm on my own, now bitch you know you cant suck a dick
Before I left I told you I'ma be the checker
You repped on me to ya friends, now I'm draggin you home arrested
You wish you want, your no longer under custody
See me on the streets I guarentee you wont f*ck with me
Pussy, stankin ass bitch with the yeast infection
Fresh outta birth control, aint worryin bout protection
I coulda killed ya but ya aint worth me goin to jail
With you in '94 all I wanna do is nail bitch
I wanted to be a nice nigga
To take care of you and ya kids now you wanna go out and be a gold digger?
I'm nuttin nice, I'm scandelous like Jimmy Swagger
Kidnap them niggaz and turn into a full jacker
Now that I'm single I'm gon go get my shit
I'm gon get scandelous on that ass but fa now take a look at yourself bitch!

[Hook]

[Verse 4: B-32 (Mr. Ivan)]
Now Wonda out that 3rd, I'm gon drag fa that stink bitch
All up in my grill cause a nigga's gettin mega rich
Clockin all my riches "Hi Nigga!"
Shhhhheeeiitt I could slang, bang, f*ck a hoe and sell some units mayne
When I was broke it was hard fa me to get some play
I'm strictly ballin, preparin my self for madd days
Kiesha, (Omica), Shalicka (And them otha hoes)
Suck a fat dick stank bitch, thats how the game go
(Now B-3-2) I remember how the game was
(In the 7th Ward, where I was catchin blues cuz)
Fresh out ya money 'till you see these dog hoes smile
(Just like a [??] you know them dog hoes go wild)
There was a time (she made me think I wasnt shit
If I stuck with the bitch I probably wouldn't be shit
Aww F*ck!) I know I cant trust a bitch
(See now I jetted, I'm kickin it in my own shit
She always tryna break a nigga) Break Yo self bitch
(Now this nigga gone, its best you help yaself bitch
Now I hope you enjoy livin on yoown
Picked up my mask and my Ruger and this nigga gone
You by yoself, Mr. Ivan's gettin rich
You thought I was doin bad ya bitch take a look at yaself bitch)

[Hook]

[Ivan Talkin]
Props go out to my nigga Big Mike from the ghetto boys
The beer man
Local 5-80, cause yall understood what was happenin with them hoes I used to sweat
But its like that ya dig
F*ck all ya Stanky ass hoes
Bitch I'm on the map, suck a dick BIATCH!