here girl, lets get it on (Work out for me, work out for me) Straight up now tell me do you really wanna love me forever? Oh, oh, oh Or is it just a hit and run
me You were so special to me Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me? Do you think about me?
I done seen drugs and money run the whole game A good girl lost in the city life Agent Provocateur holding titties right I'm haute couture of hoes galore give my girl
haunting me) Monster (why you stalking me) He's a monster (why you haunting me) He's an animal (why'd you do it, why'd you, why you stalking me) Monster
bit I feel like I'm the shit, I feel I run this shit I'm 'bout to marry my money, I'm so in love with it, yeah Money over everything That's my attitude
wild with us Tell mommy I'm sorry This life is a party Remember you was a kid, reminisce days of the innocence Now it's Chiddy Bang, Google me the images Follow me, follow me
charisma, vodka with a spritzer Swagger down pat, call my shit Patricia Young Money militia and I am the commissioner You don't want to start with Weezy
Brooklyn, I be everywhere comfortably. Now who pumped you and told you to come rump wit me? You the type to run your mouth and then run from me I'm poppin
Money, money, cars, cars Clothes, clothes, the hos I suppose, yeah I want the money, money and the cars Cars and the clothes, the hos I suppose I just
I need it all The money, the fame, the cars, the clothes I can't just let you run up on me like that (all on me like that) Yeah I see you aiming
bar, yo, it's all on me Pop bottles, models be all on me You all gon' see how it's all gon' be Front on me an' see where you all gon' be Six feet deep
gonna believe me now though Tryin' to get up in your body your spirit take your soul (Chorus) Come here girl Let me creep in your world Let me see
Nigga didn't know me ninety-one bet they know me now I'm the young Harlem nigga with the Goldie sound Can't no PHD niggaz hold me down, Cooter Schooled me
Kids or girl you touch (say what?), in this world I clutch (c'mon) Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso (used to call me fatso) Now you call me Castro
back porches, Chucks and Air Forces Old school cars be trailblazin like Portland The girls are the best like Travis with fat asses I call 'em gimme girls they always tell me
Ridiculous and I'm, quick to bust, if my ends you touch Kids or girl you touch, in this world I clutch Two auto-matoes, used to call me fatso Now you call me
check it out now Why's you all on me, friends is all on me Pissy drunks spillin alcohol on me Tried to split but the chick keep callin me Cause I be
call me Diddy I run this city Send the cops, the feds and D.A to come get me Cats wanna leave me for dead you coming with me Get head in the Bentley red