Who do I trust? Me! That's who!
You can't trust a big butt and a smile
Naw, that's the old style
In '91, shit ain't quite the same
Niggas got a brand new game
Yo, it's kinda hard to see
But the dating game
Ain't what it used to be
Back in the day, if a ho wanted your dough
She'd give you a piece of ass and there it'd go
Before you get knocked up
And if she get socked up
You'll be broke and locked up
But the news done hit
Bitches all over on some new improved shit
To all y'all macks
Come to find out, them bitches were pulling jacks
I remember every night, all you had to worry about
Was getting caught at a red light
And a nigga getting you for your Dana Danes
Now shit done changed
'Cause you gots to watch the ones in the skirt
And it ain't about getting burnt
I know it sounds strange
But could you stop thinking with your dick for a change?
'Cause you'll get a bullet in your brain, Mr. Rich
And about that bitch, don't trust her
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
Don't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
You can't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
Don't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
You can't trust no (Bitch)
Here's how the bitches act
They try to catch a dumb nigga in the act
You came to the club, stepped to the bar
And pulled out a wad of dubs
After you got buzz, she walked by
You saw how big her ass was
Got her on the dance floor
And she started dancing like a ho
Jimmy got stiff
She didn't have a ride home, so you gave the bitch a lift
She didn't wanna trouble you
But hopped her big ass in your BMW
Got to her house and started kissing
And Jimmy just wouldn't listen
'Cause you got real horny
And that ain't cool at four in the morning
Started undressing the ho
Got to the drawers and the ho said "No
Not on the first date
It's getting kinda late, could you come back at eight?"
You said yeah 'cause you thought you met a wholesome ho
But nigga, she know you rolling in some dough
And you'll regret
And somebody bitch just met, don't trust her
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't-don't
Eight o'clock on the dot, niggas hot
Dick hard as a rock, straight on a solo creep
Can't wait 'til her little boy go to sleep
So you can seduce the G
Bust a nut, and make an excuse to leave
You got it worked out 'cause you the man
But the bitch got different plans
She say take off your clothes, jump in the bed
While she powder her nose
You get butt naked
'Cause you ready to wreck it
'Cause you a motherfucking pro
Next thing you know
The door flies open with a blast
With four niggas in ski masks
Pointing a gun at the pimp
You're scared as a motherfuck
And Jimmy done went limp
They beat you down just a taste
Take you to your house and make you open up the safe
Drove your Ford
Tied up in the trunk of your own fucking car
Take you out and pop the cap
I told you the bitch was a trap, don't trust her
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
Don't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
You can't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
Don't trust no (Bitch, bitch)
Ice Cube comin' at you at a crazy bitch
You can't trust no (Bitch)
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
Who do I trust? Who do I trust? Me! That's who!
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
Who do I trust? Who do I trust? Me! That's who!
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
Who do I trust? Who do I trust? Me! That's who!
Don't, don't, don't-don't, don't
