Verse 1:
Look
That young boy out the Dub that everybody's so impressed with
sh** is way too clean I'm not the one you should mess with
Skrt skrt pull up and I know your girl's interested
Wanna know if I'm a mac? Oh well b**h you guessed it
f** what you heard, that sh** is so made up and it get on my nerves
Don't care about outside of my whereabouts long as they with it on Hal Greer and 3rd
Chucktown boys on the Westside, them H-town dudes on the East End
Just gave Sunnyside one more reason to go turn up every weekend
Lips quiver just at the thought of me, cheer pyramid sittin' on top of me
All my b**hes are cute yours isosceles kickin' it at the hotel no soccer teams
Chasin' broccoli on broccoli, dabs go round and go round and go round
Like its Monopoly, squares gonna surround me on eight sides to be stoppin' me
Chorus:
Come through the lobby if you got a fatty
Call up room service and pop me an addy
Startin' to see why they all mad at me
We go from W to W to W call me Godaddy
Your b**h with me chasin' the green she a caddy
One hell of a night start today with an addy
Startin' to see why they all mad at me
Ask a young thing if she wanna come to my domain she tell me go daddy
Verse 2:
Yap, where I'm from there ain't nobody outdoing this though
Backroads gettin' back rubs from all these backwoods hoes
Now her and her best friend at the Westin on the low sh**
These dudes talk a big game but its all Manute Bol sh**
Midshipmen couldn't f** with my wave, baby behave
All these cats stay throwin' they dollars but if you ask me I think its about how you save
Cuz I laid low for two years now it ain't funny what I got
The head of the mob got him a wad in his pocket, think I'm Don Knotts
Chorus
Godaddy (4x)