Bitch, I`m here to tell you I lied
When I seen that thick ass it was over
Nothin` else mattered, I ain`t even care
I pulled the rubber off when I stuck it up in there too

Bitch, I lied to you, this ain`t my home
Kicked in the back door and now we`re alone
I stole the car that I picked you up in
Plus me and your girl have been f**kin`

Bitch, I lied, everything I said to you
All steps to land in bed with you
My watch is fake, this ain`t my coat
And I sent you letters that my brother wrote for me

Bitch, I lied, every time I left town
I really stayed right here at home
Dickin` hoes down, every penny that you helped my mom
With went straight to the Asian spa, bitch

Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, no prize
Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, no prize

Bitch, I lied, I didn`t buy you that
I stole you that and then I stole it back
It ain`t no Mr. Right without a Mr. Wrong first
And you f**ked up and met Mr. Worst

I f**ked a hooker and left skeet on your backseat
And kept on and never missed a beat
And bitch, I lied, my name ain`t Lance
I lied my way in and outta your pants

I never played football for Michigan State
I lied to your neden and it bit the bait
I never won a medal for winnin` a back stroke race
But bitch, I lied to your face

I`m the motherf**ker that stole your mommas purse
And watched you and your daddy blame it on her
I lied everyday of our lives to your ear holes
You look really good when you wear those

Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, no prize
Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, girl, no prize

Bitch, I lied, about so much s**t
Half the s**t I forget
I tell you new lies to cover the old
I throw hot new s**t on top of the cold

Flip the script up and talk you blind
Backwards, re enactment, rewind
Tangle the topic, have you blamin` you
For the f**ked up s**t I do

I told you I owned a Macdonald`s in Thailand
And you bought that s**t, damn
I told you that Al Pacino was my man
And you bought that s**t, damn

I told you a whole lotta s**t `cuz I can
And you bought that s**t, damn
You`re no prize, bitch, no prize

Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, no prize
Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, bitch, no prize

Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize, no prize
Hey look, I lied and I`m happy for it
Look how you turned out to be
You`re no prize