[Intro: from "Super Fly"] "I'm gonna put that young girl of your's out on whore's row." "Listen Priest, that's my wife you're talking about man" "So what! " [Hook:] I see something in you, I could use you mama Keep up sweetheart, don't let me lose you mama This that new s*it, you gotta get used to mama I'm on my Max Julien, who's cooler than Broke ******* don't waste time pursuing them Yeah I'm on my Max Julien, who's cooler than Broke ******* don't waste time pursuing them, yeah [Verse 1:] I'm not a star, but I'm sky high Got a gangsta ***** in my car, she come to ride My mob wife, word to Leah Riding American muscle but I'm banging foreign features That's my homie Sir Michael Rocks, I'm a let my speakers knock Double back make the block so I can peep the scenery See if it's worth getting out, doing a little mingling S*it's a f*****g circus sometimes, I swear it's Ringling Brothers, where's my brothers ***** bring em in Round table meeting s*it, distinguished gentlemen **** so fire, it should come with an extinguisher Steady fueling my engine, more penmans*ip pimping Never was a henchman, just an underboss and then a kingpin I done made my bones, now I'm playstation marathon in a robe Running my business from my cellphone (Yeaaa) homes I ain't never gonna die homie, yeah [Hook] [Verse 2:] Where you get that bag from, I can spot a fake s*it Them ain't genuine Louboutins, your little brother painted them Don't know who you fooling or who you think you playing with Looking at my club couch, you better stay away from here You gon' stand up all night if you waiting on me to save you ***** These seats reserved for boss ladies, my Rodeo babies Fresh off Saks Fifth, brung mama with me to Chi-town Michigan Street We hit the Polo mansion Before I bought my gift, she swiped that card and had them box and bag it [Hook]
[Intro: from "Super Fly"] "I'm gonna put that young girl of your's out on whore's row." "Listen Priest, that's my wife you're talking about man" "So what! " [Hook:] I see something in you, I could use you mama Keep up sweetheart, don't let me lose you mama This that new s*it, you gotta get used to mama I'm on my Max Julien, who's cooler than Broke ******* don't waste time pursuing them Yeah I'm on my Max Julien, who's cooler than Broke ******* don't waste time pursuing them, yeah [Verse 1:] I'm not a star, but I'm sky high Got a gangsta ***** in my car, she come to ride My mob wife, word to Leah Riding American muscle but I'm banging foreign features That's my homie Sir Michael Rocks, I'm a let my speakers knock Double back make the block so I can peep the scenery See if it's worth getting out, doing a little mingling S*it's a f*****g circus sometimes, I swear it's Ringling Brothers, where's my brothers ***** bring em in Round table meeting s*it, distinguished gentlemen **** so fire, it should come with an extinguisher Steady fueling my engine, more penmans*ip pimping Never was a henchman, just an underboss and then a kingpin I done made my bones, now I'm playstation marathon in a robe Running my business from my cellphone (Yeaaa) homes I ain't never gonna die homie, yeah [Hook] [Verse 2:] Where you get that bag from, I can spot a fake s*it Them ain't genuine Louboutins, your little brother painted them Don't know who you fooling or who you think you playing with Looking at my club couch, you better stay away from here You gon' stand up all night if you waiting on me to save you ***** These seats reserved for boss ladies, my Rodeo babies Fresh off Saks Fifth, brung mama with me to Chi-town Michigan Street We hit the Polo mansion Before I bought my gift, she swiped that card and had them box and bag it [Hook]
