Uh, uh, yeah, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 1]
Yo, I aint got no reason to trick or spend
Mami, Im the reason the chicks begin cheesein and snickerin
Playa like me? every season these chicks have been
Talkin how I came through the ps in a sicker benz
Heard about the platinum visas the bricker bends
Jewels so icey I need freezers to sitck em in
I bes in the keys wit a click of friends
Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to grin
I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin
Its gon look like she havin a seizure I stick it in
Skeos say "can I get the keys to ya six again? "
After I nut, thats when amnesia be kickin in
Most broads I done met, aint see a guy
Who spend a g on gucci ts, five for sweats
Im what chicks strive to get, I stay in the p.js
You thinkin (? ) Im talkin pivate jets, uh
[chorus]
I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm - ma be easy
(watch it, please)
Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride - ma be easy
(put down that cheese)
Gotta have a broad wantin and let me hold somethin - ma be easy
(you get nothin from me)
You get nothin!
[verse 2]
So the kid never stresses a female
And if you ask where I live they gon give you
Addresses to e-mail
All that cops can suggest is that he sell
How Im gon push it unless its a v-12
From ss to cls, I request is (? )
In the head rests his t.vs dwell
They heard how many albums I presses for retail
And they cant get a dime unless its a weed sale
And lets be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills
Gettin cris re-fills, my wrist be chilled
And my wardrobe look like I got an ice berg history deal
Still dames have been givin me slow neck
And I dont even know what they real names have been
I feel ashamed to spend, cause when it comes to knockin em down
Im right behind wilt chamberlin
[chorus]
Ma you musta had too many weed totes
cause I aint givin you any weed totes
Im all about floatin on them new skinny speed boats
Hundred and somthin wit two skinny deep throats
Winter hit, Im in a new finny ski coats
See the screens? aint gotta use any remotes
No more shoppin sprees Im rough wit the ends
Keep honeys on their knees, scuffin they shins
I deal wit nothin but tens
I be the club king wit diamonds shuffling your friends
Chickens get keys, scuffin the benz
Cause they wanna lock me down like Im puff in the pens
Snatch any chink blond who feel my link longview
(one try) I aint tryin to put clinks on you
Hope trickin ainn one of the things you think john do
Cause thats the way you end up wit a drink on you mami
[chorus]
