Sexy can I, just pardon my manners.
Girl how you shake it, got a nigga like (ohhhh)
It’s a Kodak moment, let me go and get my camera

She be calling me daddy, and I be calling her mommy
She be calling you Kelly, when your name is Tommy

Big shit poppin, and lil shit stoppin
Ball on these niggas being broke is not an option
Do it to the maximum, take it why you asking them?

Crunk juice bottles
Oakly Shades
Shawty Got Class
Oh Behave

Wanna jump up in my Lamborghini Gallardo.
Maybe go to my place and just kick it, like Taebo.

Do your chain hang low
Do it wobble to da flo
Do it shine n n the light
Iz it platinum iz it gold
Could u throw it ov’r ya shoulda
If ya hott it make ya cold

My mouth piece simply certified a total package
Open up my mouth and you see mo carrots than a salad
My teeth are mind blowin givin everybody chillz
Call me George Foreman cuz I’m sellin everybody grillz

He got that ambition baby look in his eyes
This week he moppin floorz next week it’s the fries

She was spose to buy ya shorty TYCO with ya money
She went to the doctor got lypo with ya money
She walkin around lookin like Michael with ya money
Should of got that insured got GEICO for ya moneeey

They call me new money, say I have no class
I’m from the bottom, I came up too fast
The hell if I care, I’m just here to get my cash
Bougie ass bitches, you can kiss my ass

Always said if I rapped I’d say somethin’ significant
But now I’m rappin’ ’bout money, hoes, and rims again