Woo, who, who Pleased to meet you But what's puzzling you I'm a man of wealth and taste Hope you guessed my name, oh yeah Tell me baby, what's my name

My legs are dangling off the edge, The bottom of the bottle is my only friend, A stomach full of pills didn't work again, So if I survive, then I'll see you tomorrow, Yeah I'll see you tomorrow. I think I'll slit my wrists again and I'm gone, gone, gone,

If you wanna get down, throw another touchdown Get back to the corner, get slewed couple rounds I'm still in the B-Town, I'm still in downtown I'm in the B's, yeah Know just by the way that you talk I can tell there's something in you, hoe Look at me

Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick Niggas salty and they hatin' 'cause Lil Purpp is young and rich And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke Woods, not no Zigs

But sometimes I need a stiff drink Sipping from a high, full glass Let the world fade away But sometimes I need a long drag Yeah, I know it might sound bad She's a small-town, hard-working woman just trying to make a living Working three jobs, feeding

You'll be my little friend I'm a slut like you I got a little piece of you-hoo And it's just like woo hoo You say you're looking for a fool I'm gonna let ya know the truth They're just our little friend You're now my little friend Yeah, yeah, yeah

Shawty gettin' freaky and nasty (Woo!) I'm a rich ass nigga, you a bitch ass nigga I'ma put face in it Nigga, quick fast, nigga Got a stick, grrragh Hit your bitch ass nigga Better talk to me nice when you hit that, nigga, yeah Heard my mama workin' with

(All she like is gold) ha ha Gold, ha ha (girl) I call her Medusa (she right beside you) All she like is gold (gold change does she) Same thing with the hoe (yeah) Gold, ha ha Shorty got me feelin' like I'm on one

You don't need no other lover, we can keep it undercover I want you all to myself And nobody else, yeah You're a sexy machine You're a Hollywood dream And you got me feeling like a homecoming queen Let's drop out of this crowd Somewhere no one's allowed

That's how much we have in common (yeah!) That's how much we have in common (whoa!) That's how much we have in common (woo!) That's how much we have in common Brain dead, eye drops Pain meds, cyclops They bed, iPod Trainwrecks, sidewalks Playtex, icebox