Yeah, shawty got ass, she just got a tummy tuck Yeah, startenders, run it up Ah Let's get into it Watch your bitch Yeah Ah Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off-brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin’ like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Ooh, I see it in you You just left your man, that's too bad, ooh Pull up in a foreign like skrt skrt All up in your feelings, yeah you seem so hurt Eliantte chains, now it's time to run it up And the gang got a tool, so you know they one of us Yeah, shawty got ass she just got a tummy tuck, yeah Startenders, run it up Hmm, ain't fucking with no off-brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I’m Biggaveli Hmm, ain’t fucking with no off-brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I’m feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Offset! 100 in my fanny, yeah (Hunnid) Running up the engine for my family, huh (Fam') Wanna hop on jet, take off your panties, huh (Whoo!) Baguettes on my wrist and they can’t stand me, huh (Baguettes) Cocoa on my Maybach like it's Freaknik (Smash, smash) Shoot the hundred rounds and get your street sweeped (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt) Patek on my wrist, this shit ain't cheap, cheap (Whoo!) Perky or the Addy, which one you gon' eat? If we got status in the back then meet the Grim Reap' (Static) Green Lantern Lambo' with yo bitch creepin' (Skrrt) He got to poppin' bodies so I let the TEC eat him (Brrt, huh) I put the Nawf up on my back, I get the M's and feed 'em (Hey!) Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Bitch, I'm number one like I'm Nelly (Nelly) And my crib all white like Belly (Belly) And my bitch ride for me like Remy (Remy) Poppin' shots, thug life, Makaveli Send the cash to my celly, have my nigga go get it Then we split it like a splinter, if I'm in it, it ain't rented Got the rims so biggie and my tires look skinny Good pussy and you pretty, but you better off the Henny (Yeah) I ain't Ray J, told a bitch, "Wait a minute" (Damn) Diamonds on my dick, told the bitch, "Come and get it" (Hol' up) Shawty, you a star, got all these niggas wishin' (Yeah) She gotta make it count, hit me up when you finished Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Yeah!) Ooh, don't think these niggas understand me (Yeah!) Ooh, she let me touch it in Miami (Yeah!) Ooh, I'm feelin' like I'm Biggaveli, ah ooh yeah Head, shoulders, knees, focus Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah Head, yeah, shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, focus, yeah Head, shoulders, knees, focus Head, shoulders, knees, focus, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Head and shoulders, yeah, knees, yeah, going, yeah Hmm, ain't fucking with no off brand bitch (Bang)