Wait, hold up, is that you?
With them big ol' thighs after school?
J305 and gave me high five when I said I’m in hot pursuit
You said I won’t ride until Kendrick drive
A new Monte Carlo that cruise
And that shot my pride
I tried to improv
But no freestyle I never do
You looking for the nigga with the tallest 'fetti
You overlooking every nigga that ain’t quite ready
To make it rain on you like about to break a levy
Hold up, that pussy petty
Yeah your nails did your hair did
Your cell phone is selfish
It only got numbers that come with a home
Her new prima donna I smelt it
Tried to make you mine, ho!
Tried to make some time, ho!
But I ain’t got the time or the patience to stop and wait in line, ho!
Her dreams holds Versace
She fall for Armani
Only deal with rich niggas
Fuck you and Mitt Romney
I’m grown now I’m on my own now
I’m po-o-o-oppin' change my phone now
When I get home now I got o-o-o-options
Fast forward
Wait is that you?
With them big old thighs after school?
And your 3 kids and 3 baby daddies and car note that’s overdue?
I know
