[Verse 1:]
I got skinny jeans on, so I got my swagger
I got new kicks [?]
A skinny size 2 with a payphone [?]
So a nigga got bounce like a pinball game
I got housewives like my name was Bravo
The dude is Bueller, the world Chicago
I'm hard to follow, ya boy's sick
I'm Adam Sandler so f*ck ya clique
I hang with dogs like Michael Vick
And ya girls get wet like a glass of quick
Cause your boy stay fresh like a bunch of mints
And I fight this flow like a pacifist
A barrel of monkeys, a house of chimps
I'm way more fun than your boyfriend is
He need new jeans like a accident
Cause your boy right here where the action is, ah!
[Hook:]
Don't talk about it
You can live without it
You don't even need to go down [?]
Don't talk about it
You can live without it
You don't even need to go down [?]
Cause you were hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! "
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! "
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! " girl
Cause you were hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! "
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! "
Hollerin', hollerin' "Oh! " girl
[Verse 2:]
I said these niggas mad at me like Baby Boppers
These niggas slept on me like old pajamas
You niggas stay soft like John Sticata
And this nigga stay lit like a candelabra
And even if I did have a million dollars
I would still have cream like Berry Bopper
Girl I ain't playin' I'll treat ya proper
I got no limits like [?]
You look too sweet like Betty Crocker
You could ride in the front, you could meet my partner
My boy in the back, you could meet my partner
But he ain't got a girl so you should bring your partner
Ya boy got books like he made of lockers
The girl got legs like a pair of Dockers
Tito chip like empinadas
You should shake that shit 'til you got maracas
[Hook]
[Break:]
If we're together
Can do whatever
I'll make sure that you [?]
Cause baby girl it's a fantasy
As long as you are here with me tonight
[Hook]
[Outro:]
Cause I want ya
Cause I need ya girl
Cause I want ya
Cause I need ya girl, yeah