[Verse - RJ:] Look, she can't do it on a dick then she not that b**h When a b**h blows me she needs lots of spit Or a motherf**ing deal if the clique not included You say you sign for a mill, I say thas how I prostituted Getting f**ed and recorded that's p**nography Rappers telling my story no biography I had a bad little b**h who used to flock for me She went to jail when her momma lost property Aye yo hold up baby, life kinda crazy lookin over my soldier ever since I became famous Man, I just really want to be known for my talent, you just really tryna get on with your talents f** it, pop that, being top that Got these n***as on my head like a top hat I'm putting on for my city, n***as got songs they wanna send me My groupie fans are getting pretty, I'm on a roll on my momma [Chorus - RJ:] (I feel like) real n***as feel like me (I feel like) big money's all I need (I feel like) I can f** them all tonight, if you can pot it with a dick in you girl you flight (Do ya thang like) Do yo thang (Do ya thang like) Do yo thang (Do ya thang like) Do yo thang (Do ya thang like) Do yo thang