[Hook:]
Pull up to the club - skatin' on them dishes
We in '67 Chevys, they got Daytons on them b**hes
f** is goin' on? Thought that hatin' sh** was finished
We don't take it personal, we just takin' n***as b**hes
Said we takin' n***as' b**hes, takin' n***as' b**hes
Takin' n***as' b**hes, yeah, we takin' n***as' b**hes
That's your girl up in my section? Boy, you know the business
Just don't take it personal, we takin' everybody's b**hes
Hundred bottles of Ciroc, drinkin' like a boss
f** what n***as think, b**h, I think I like to floss
f** is goin' on? Thought that hatin' sh** was finished
Take some shots, take some pictures,
Then let's take these n***as' b**hes [Verse:]
Okay, I'm faded off that motherf**in' Ciroc, buzz
b**h we in the building like sheetrock, studs
Now she want me to beat that p**y 'til it beat-box (what?)
She like my style, so we got ghost while you D-Blockin', cous'
Yeah, she pullin' on my sleeve, tryna get close to me
She got a long, wavy weave and a big ol' booty
I'm gettin' all this rap money and my boys flip coke
So don't be actin' like you bougie if your boyfriend broke
She said he ain't f**in' her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
I ain't tryna spend the night, I wanna penetrate it soon
You know, infiltrate that womb, drop in them guts like a convertible
We can get up like that n***a's ego, dollars off that vertical
She tripped over my swag - so you know where she goin'
Put no b**h over my cash - b**h, I'm 'bout my coins
And I ain't talkin' rolls of quarters, but I got some dimes
Tell him make my wheels look extra clean, bruh, I gots to shine [Hook:] [Verse 2:]
Dance, too much booty in the pants
I'll blow a couple grand, and straight throw it like a champ
And she drop it, I'mma get it poppin', shorties know we rockin'
I got all these b**hes jockin' like the motorcycle dance
I'm low on my haters, but I'm high on them digits
I give her that sign, then we slide, you know I'm pipin' these b**hes
She said he ain't f**in' her right, she gon' eliminate him soon
And my shine out of this world, b**h, I intimidate the moon
I rock Jesus pieces and Coogies - you know, Biggie Smalls
I said "baby, you want some rose?" She said "you know Ricky Ross?"
I said "whoa, my pimpin' cold - go play in the snow"
'Cause these white b**hes still roll, oj in the cold
I hope it's all good like a field goal when touchdown like a end zone
If that b**h don't lick c***, n***a, kick rock like a Flintstone
See, you give me your pebbles, I'll give you this bam-bam
You booed-up with an amateur, just call me the sandman
Lookin' at my Rollie, it's my motherf**in' time
Tell that n***a clean my wheels and make them motherf**ers shine