(That's right)
Let me be the one that you roll with too
I, I'm way more fly than you
But nobody do it better than her distant dick, me
Gotta dress to impress though, gotta stay clean
(That's right)
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F, baby, damn)
You're far from home so leave it alone
Plus momma in a Lex 4
(So how 'bout you? So how 'bout you?)
Laid back in that black on plat Ewing's
Now she wanna spend all night with me
I'm the one who turn that orange vest to a dress dough
(That's right)
You creepin' with the king of the throne
Just fuck with your boy and I'll get you a jersey
I'll take your dime from you
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
She with me, what you expect? I live to be fly to death
You ain't gotta have the staff of ESPN
(So how 'bout you? So how 'bout you?)
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
I, I'm way more fly than you
You ain't gotta have Stuart Scott, you ain't gotta have Linda Cohn
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
(That's right)
Cut your telephone off, we ridin' where phones don't roam
But I can't fall for you 'coz I stick to the script, yup
Now why you wanna go do that?
I'll take your dime from you
She say she love her man, she misses him
That's 33 weak tires, he fire
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
If your ass ever trip, I'll give you a clip, yea
You sleepin' in a tee and a thong, with your hair in a pony
Now she wanna spend all night with me
(That's right)
I can see through that
And you can see what you see and peek how you peek
When it rains it pours, when it rain it whores
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
'Coz I got game sweetheart
(So how 'bout you? So how 'bout you?)
Bet he was lame, bet he not Lil' Wayne, no
I ain't got no blinds, we can stare at the morning, yup
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
So how 'bout you?
(That's right)
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you
You ain't gotta have Dick Vitale, you ain't gotta Lee Carsole
And I don't lie, I confess
Daddy's little girl, that's right
Gotta love that laid back mannie fresh music
See what I'm talking bout sweet heart
And you talk kinda clean and you lick your lips
Sorry honey, Jazze"
Naw hun 'coz you ain't exempt
That's because you throw a 5, I pitch a 10
So I'm a get 3 more and cop you one, wait
Now she wanna spend all night with me
I, I'm way more fly than you
And you walk kinda mean how you strut with a dip
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F, baby)
Let me be the one that you roll with too
She see that my wrist is blue and yellow like Michigan
(That's right)
Now she wanna spend all night with me
Girl, what that? Say wait, who that?
Jazze, c'mon
I, I'm way more fly than you
(Throw it back ma, throw it back, throw it back, throw it back ma)
Let me be the one that you roll with too
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
(So how 'bout you? So how 'bout you?)
(That's right)
I'll take your dime from you
I'm a pimp baby, I'm going, going, gone
Let me be the one that you roll into
See I can't give you the game but I can show you the game
It's the Bird Man junior, sincerely yours
'Coz I'm way more flyer
I'll take your dime from you
I'm sorry I was groovin'
And see what you get
We don't get higher than the telephone wires
Baby, I'd like to spend the rest of my night with you, baby
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F, baby)
What you want me to put on the bag?
And not a day go by us
Tattoo right there, like I can't view that
You ain't gotta have the ABC staff just to speak sports baby
You ain't even gotta have John Madden
(She wanna wake up with Weezy F, baby)
I said "I stick to my grip, I stick to my money, that's life to me
They don't even come on
Know what I'm talking 'bout?
These streets ain't papaya ma
But I love the way your jeans suck in your hip
But let's get back to what we was doing
But I can't be there all mornin'
Have you hangin' 'round a bunch of yayo buyers, nope
You gotta keep heat on your side 2 must
I'll take your bitch give her back, take your bitch again
When I land my bitches wait for me on the strip, yup
So how 'bout you?
Now she wanna get inside of my '66
I'm her long distance pimp
