[Verse: Riff Raff] Yeah b**h The game's been good And all these hoes want sit on the leather and the wood I done rode through Rome on 80 inches of chrome But I done condone the way I live my life Like a young Al Capone, leave me alone Play with my piece, I'll leave you deceased I touch down in your city The crime rate increase You ain't gotta be in the streets I'm the king of the sheets Versace Bathtub and jacuzzi by Fendi Pocket full of enemies I guess that's what I get for being friendly Plus, plus, plus A stolen credit card and deduction of budget You ain't gotta be in my face in public You steal my album out your wife's hall Rub it and dub it They ain't gotta play me in your city I'm in full rotation in Jamaica and Dublin There ain't no substitution For the hoes I'm recruiting I walk inside the club with the baddest b**h At the flick of a wrist She sing in a high pitch My favorite rappers J Dawg and Big Pic Plus Adrian Greene Let's keep it Kosher You ain't gotta lose your composure Cause you see my face on a poster (why?) On your sister's wall Threw a New Year's Eve Ball At Taj Mahal No parents I was raised by Chamillionare and Paul Wall Pimp C is my uncle I'm capable of making knees buckle When I did an Iverson crossover All the way in Kentucky The way I mix and mingle leave you bilingual and bingle The DJ don't wanna play my new single it's cool I'm crawling down his chimney on December 25th Like Kris Kringle mother f**er [Bridge: MGMT] All along the western front People line up to receive She got the power in her hands To shock you like you won't believe Saw her in the Amazon With the voltage running skin Standing there with nothing on She gonna teach me how to swim [Chorus: MGMT] x2 Oh girl Shock me like an electric eel Baby girl Turn me on with your electric feel