She got that good good
She Michael Jackson bad
So hit me with them cups, Ron Artest Stepen Jackson, yea

And I don't have to ask
Shorty gon' give it to me
And now we high
I got more green than Grounds-keeper Willie

Oh girl now don't be silly
Lets come up to my city
They ask about me
My kick game be making Fifa envy
D.C. PG is with me see that Bentley that ain't mine
If out of line
Had a woman bust it taking that matter right

I be getting scratched
So I must ask now wheres the calamine
And pussy is the shit but that don't mean I'm finna pamper ya'll
Damn I'm fried
And I'm gone
She alright?
Oh, she gone?
Please sugar don't come alone
And don't you bring your camera phone