I said close your mouth and eat You make some paper, than you make your own rules Poor fool, streets don't love you like I do They call me Tity Boi 'cause she used to spoil me She always told me (My momma always said aye, damn) I'm from the hood, it's

Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight Sucker free for life, so you better think twice I'm the type of nigga playa-haters don't like Snatchin' up your honey for some late night hype And snobby-ass bitches

Take my breath away Don't you know you excite me like that When you touch me like that Got me running right back Want it, want it, want it, want it, and I want it now (want it now) I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna, I'm gonna show you how Burning lights

The seven things I hate about you I wanna be with the one I know You make me love you You're vain, your games, you're insecure You love me, you like her You made me laugh, you made me cry, I don't know which side to buy Your friends, they're jerks, and

Don't act like you know me, like you know me, na na yeah Ooh, na na yeah I am not your homie, not your, hoo, na na yeah You don't know me, fuck yeah See your iPhone camera flashin' Please step back, it's my style you're crampin' "You here for long?" Oh

Even though I don't like you right now Even though you keep breaking me down Really high highs Really low lows But I still love you I was tryna save us

I pop beans, I don't eat food (Yeah) I don't need you, I don't need school (Ooh) I sip lean in my classroom (Brr) Left wrist cost a Bentley coupe (Ooh) Drop 10 Xans in Wonton soup (Huh?) Your bitch give me top like a drop top coupe (Yeah) Ask my teacher

You know, you actin' like you don't know I tear the club up fo' sho This flow is gon' bring more dough You do know but actin' like you don't know Who run it? You know, you actin' like you don't know We run it, you do know but you actin' like you don't

How could you do it? She's in it just to win it Don't trust her for a minute It's like a cheap thriller She's such a ladykiller Baby it's not alright The second that you turn your back she'll be outta sight Baby she'll break your heart

You don't like players That's what you say-a But you really wouldn't mind a millionaire But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller Without girls like you When you walk in the bar And you dressed like a star Rockin' your F me pumps And the men