Verse 1 Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada All bad b**hes in my room no Lady Gagas Yeah they call me daddy but the British call me f*ga And these Spanish women love to s** on my enchilada One name Yolanda, One name Madonna Both are on my dice, Los Vegas Nevada We just rolling up, smoking marijuana sh** I got from Japan, call it Benihana Burn smell like sushi, b**hes wanna do me She got the tightest p**y, and I do not say it loosely s**ing on here b**bies, feeling on her coochie Not under the covers because she is just a groupie My drink had a roofie, I have a hangover This my lucky night, four leaf clover I'm just burning bread, I don't need a toaster Room a grand a night so I gave that b**h a Grover Hook Gucci Gucci, Louis Louis, Fendi Fendi, Prada She looking for that money, but I won't give her a dolla I'll just give her shots now she drunk up off the vodka Now she talking bullsh** save the drama for your momma Bank Accounts commas, accounts got zeros Im never saving woman, I'm not a superhero Never meeting parents, Robert De Niro I'll just give you dick, you can throw away the dil*o Balls deep, p**y touch the scrotum I break the p**y down, I call that sh** erosion We just f**ing sweetie, please save the emotion No close your eyes girl cause here comes the explosion Yeah, I got that Peter North aim I paint a picture on your face all I need was the frame I got it on video, damn what a shame Funny thing is, I don't even know your first name Hook