Get Your Hands Off My Man (Harlem Betty)

I clocked you across that crowded floor,

Laughing with my man, you fucking whore,

Let your hand brush his arm, that stupid grin,

Let me get over there and smash that shit in!

Bitch, get your hands off of my man

Get your hands off of my man

Get your fucking hands off

Get your hands off of my man

He's mine, he's taken, can't you see?

That motherfucker's coming home with me.

Gone knock out those crooked snaggle teeth

Yo narrow, stank ass gone let out a kweef.

Bitch, get your hands off of my man

Get your hands off of my man

Get your god damn hands off

Get your hands off of my man

I'm bout to snatch you bald headed,

You nasty, cocksucking skank

Spray tanned up, too drunk to stand up,

Get lost before you get shanked

Bitch, get your hands off of my man

Get your hands off of my man

Get your fucking hands off

Get your hands off of my man