I get it in 'till sunrise Windows rolled down screaming ah! Hey-ey-ey' I'm so paid Number one hustla' gettin' money Why do you wanna count my money Doing ninety in a sixty five I'm a hustla' and I don't need them! One of them y'all see! I'm so paid

Just stay down and I'll stay true Girl you need me like I need you Girl I really miss your smile 'Cause you made it all worthwhile Girl I just wanna make you smile Shit been going too far Baby you can leave, you can leave, you can leave Girl we can

It'll take more than that to get to me More than that to get your way Wanna take me home, better be more convincing I know I ain't right for tempting you If I gave you a taste of what I do Just remember that I don't belong to you You gon' have to come

Want to be me, you can't you faggot, you bitch You coward, you clown, you just want to be down So you, want to be me, you bitch, you phony You clone me, you want to be son, I'm the one and only But you, want to be me, you suckers, you weak You flunkies,

Ddrat, da-da-da-um-da Look back at it I get goosebumps when I look at it She ain’t never do this before, but she good at it Oh, girls just wanna have fun with it These girls ain’t really no good for me, yeah Ddrat, da-da, da Drdat, da-da-da, da Ddrat,

You wanna be high for this Open your hand Take a glass Don't be scared I'm right here Even though You don't roll Trust me girl You don't know

Snap out of it (Snap out of it) I wanna grab both your shoulders and shake baby I get the feeling I left it too late, but baby If that watch don't continue to swing or the fat lady fancies having a sing I'll be here waiting ever so patiently for you to

You're the sunflower, you're the sunflower Or you’ll be left in the dust, unless I stuck by ya Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Ooh) Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh (Ooh) Ooh-ooh, some things you just can't refuse She wanna ride me like a cruise and I’m not tryna lose Then you're

I remember being broke and down bad Now I pay nothing for my sneakers 'cause I'm NAV He can't get a feature so he mad I ain't nothing like these rappers they won't last I don't wanna call her now she sad It's 'cause I'm getting money fucking bitches

And the lights all went out in Massachusetts Feel I'm goin' back to Massachusetts Something's telling me I must go home The day I left her standing on her own Tried to hitch a ride to San Francisco Gotta do the things I wanna do They brought me back to