I go on and on You bitches can´t stand how I last so long
I must´ve had super powers Put in work, I been in the booth a thousand hours Check his numbers, better do the math Nigga might be homeless and you give him some ass Jim Carrey, I can see through the mask Ghetto angels over watching, they gon´ be on your ass And for the last like four, five months I been feeling like Ice, make your nigga a munch You was never my type, can´t be seen with a slut And your money too short, kitty won´t even come
Are you dumb? What´s my favorite word? (Milli, bitch) Yeah, I´m in that mode, I´m gon´ flow (Milli shit) Better keep you a hustle, don´t stop ´til you rich
Every time I look up a new ho on my dick Ho, it´s over, blow the whistle He ´bout to drown in this pussy, come get him Hello? Ho, it´s over, blow the whistle Somebody please help this nigga
A.P. on my wrist, where you get that from? He got ninety-nine bitches, but my ass ain´t one I don´t trip, keep it trill, bitch, I feel like Bun Shakin´ ass in Jamaica while he feeding me rum Are you drunk? Why you pressing me, I´m not your lady This nigga want me to have his baby Chocolate bitch, M&M, Slim Shady Sweatin´ my hair out, now my edges wavy Double Cs, everything you see me in Hoes think they fuckin´ with me, y´all some real comedians (Haha)
I was Double Dutchin´ that nigga He don´t ever hit you ´cause you clutching that nigga Damn, you be making lunch for that nigga To me that´s a dub, make him take me to dinner Hello? Where the reservations, daddy? Thought he was a homebody, he popped out with a baddie He popped out with a baddie
He ´bout to drown in this pussy, come get him Hello? Ho, it´s over, blow the whistle