Diggy Simmons - Copy, Paste lyrics

Uh, it's Diggy Queens, you with me? Yeah, let's get it, let's get it Uh, check my million dollar swag I tell 'em 10-4 cause they wanna copy that, uh In the mall, lotta shopping bags Baby girl, what you want? Your boy got the tab If ya man say, "Where you at?" I'ma tell 'em, "I ain't seen her" Better hit her on tje jag She's gone for the evening I make 'em lean back Don Cartagena Yeah, you know what's up Martin, Tommy, Gina I'ma leader like Derek Jeter, they copy my demeanor I'd be jocking I know they're watching, they act like I don't see 'em I'll never stop Keep me on the job and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm on and I be in my zone and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm gone My shoe game look here I'm rockin 'em Moccasins or go Jeremy Scott on 'em Louboutin look like they got spots on it My ratings up cause everybody watching it I be V.I.P., you on line where the rope is Don't come any closer, you might step on my cultures Ladies it's your jam leave you jacket on the sofa Have a little cla**, put your gla** up on the coaster Get it on the floor shake it Shake it like you're supposed to If you know getting over Tell 'em copy, copy, over I'll never stop Keep me on the job and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm on and I be in my zone and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm gone Copy, paste Copy, copy, paste Everything that I do, they tryna do the same (The same thing) Copy, paste Copy, copy, paste Tryna do it how I do it, they can't do it like me (Do it like me) Copy paste, copy, copy, paste, copy, copy, paste Copy, copy, copy Copy, copy, paste Copy, copy, paste