Okay, okay, okay, told her bust it off, she said, okay But what she wearin'? Chanel and Dolce How she want it? Beat up like O.J. Skrrt, skrrt on the fish, n***a How much time do you got for a rich n***a? I need action, I'm relaxed And them bitches know some magic, so Shake it up out her legs on his dick like a French fry Right left, hit it with that right left I got that vest, yo, girl, I don't need no pipe test My dick burnt, girl, I don't need no mic Check no pennies on, I can see your pussy through that white dress I ain't trippin', baby girl, make that money Cause if I fuck her right, she just might get self-tummy embedded Yeah, fuck on me for better sex I know all the right spots to keep that punani wet Girl, you know you love, I swear You know I buy you that Chanel You know I fuck you like a first shot, girl And if you cheated on me, girl Left, left, right, right, left, left, right She make that ass go Left, left, right, right, left, left, right I'm a Pisces, she's a Taurus She said she expensive, well, I could afford it Never paid for it, but I could explore it Have your tongue out and legs cocked up and like Jordy She just wanna strip and make a million, right? So she can get rich and feed the children, right? She ain't got no ass shots, your shit real Got her checkin' in with me like I was a pill I hate makeup, I hate broke hoes I can't talk to you, bitch, I ain't so sure Where the bad bitches at? Let me know, though I could send his dick your way, baby, posto Is it Brittany or Myesha? Where the ghetto bitches at? Cuisine Saida She dancin' for them dollars, cause she don't know nobody She from the hood, so she know how to throw it back in Girl, you know you love, I swear You know I bought you that Chanel You know I fuck you like a first shot barrel And if you cheated on me, you can't roll Left, right, left, right She make that ass go Left, right, left, right Now let me see you drop that ass low and go Left, right, left, right Now let me see you drop that ass low and go Left, right, left, right Now let me see you bring it up slow and go Left, right, left, right Now let me see you bring it up slow and go Left, right, left, right Girl, you know you love, I swear You know I bought you that Chanel You know I fuck you like a first shot barrel And if you cheated on me, you can't roll Left, right, left, right She make that ass go Left, right, left, right Girl, you know you love, I swear You know I bought you that Chanel You know I fuck you like a first shot barrel And if you cheated on me, you can't roll Left, right, left, right This thing was pranking, nigga Shit, bickering Smoking on this biggie, Red Trying to go to Louisiana to fry a bickie Every time that motherfucking blows, blood Shit, I think like Bevin or Block Oh, shit, my nigga Ricky Hilton This nigga every time Block, bitch, $400 room for your mama Here comes Remy Shit-talking when I hit the hood Them dogs barking, narc-stalking Blasting on them busters Got your baby mama twerking Sue, woo, live from the phone Close your eyes Aw, man, who the fuck? Shit Aw, shit, Red Aw, shit, Red