you got niggas and i got bitches...

you got niggas, i want you

i want you, to turn up on me

every night when i see you

better recognize when i see you

i really want you, you, you

hit the club for you, you, you

light skin got you new, new, do

even look like lauren london too

i be tripping, but this money ain't

hit the strip, check my money length

sorry if my whip covered in dank

'cause i be rolling with this skunk all day

all these B*****s know that you're my nigga

i ain’t tripping off of any of your niggas

'cause i don't care about your nigga, four nigga

five nigga, six nigga, i ain’t give a s**t about shit, nigga

you got niggas, niggas, niggas...

i got bitches, bitches, bitches...

you got niggas, niggas, niggas...

you got niggas, niggas, niggas...

i got bitches, bitches, bitches...

who do you f**k in the city when i’m not there?

who do you f**k in the city when i’m not there?

who do you f**k in the city when i’m not there?

who do you f**k in the city when i’m not there?

girl you must be doing magic

girl you must be doing magic

turn f**king you to a habit

girl you must be doing magic

girl you must be doing magic

girl you must be doing magic

turn f**king you to a habit

girl you must be doing magic