"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi bitches"

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Chillin' in my Beamer

Sittin on me Phantom

Listenin' to "Ether"

Listenin' to the anthem
Weezy then band man, "One Man Band Man"
Ya girl with me, cell phone she no answer
He so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper, so I let her lick the rapper
She take care of me and all me homeboy after
Jump off, jump off, the girl is a jump off
I let her snort a mountain and she just jumped off
Jump off, jump off, you know she a jump off
Pull my dick out and watch her jump on jump off
You make it so hard when it sound so basic
Chevy grill lookin' like a set of new braces
South side baby, we outside baby, smokin' on a spinach like Popeye baby
'J'adore ah les femmes', yeah I love my riches, 'bonjour' money and 'au revoir' bitches
'Geant ou petite', we do it the biggest, and new nae rats mean we ain't snitches
Now can ya tell me how good my French is, "voulez-vous coucher avec moi bitches?"

(Oh)
Okay, it's time to bring your big boy out, kelz

Hi, hi nice to meet ya
It's Kells the freaker
Mr 'Bump-and-Grind', Mr 'Song-of-the-Weeker'
R&b singer
Mr 'Defeater'
Sixteen years and still coming through ya speakers
Mr 'Pied-Piper'
Bitch I'm on fire
Don't trust me I'm a "Billboard Shiester"
I got Dream Girls
What you wanna do
Got them chick singin' "and I am tellin' you"
Up in the club
Flossin' like a Don
Album 'bout to drop so you bitches better run
Making her moan while having sex to the song
After sex, I beat my chest like I'm King-Kong
Iso cleared out everybody move
Haters on D, I'm 'bout to take these fools
Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz)
I'm in the buildin' and I'm lookin' for a (snitch)
Walk out the studio and man that's a (hit)
Back in the studio and do the (remix)
I'm in the Mark-5 with a bad (chick)
Hop out fly, paparazzi goin' (click)

Hold up wait a minute (I'm back on vacation)
Hold up wait a minute (you know how we's doin')

Chillin' in Ibizzera with my mama mia
She smokin' on Cojiba
With my son seata
For those that don't know that's a yacht with a deck
Y'all about the cars what you got up on ya neck
I show you my 'profolio' straight disrespect
Them rim joints Basquiats' y'all couldn't write a check (no)
You better think about it yeah you better think about it
You better hit the damn bar yeah get a drink about it
I'm straight loco don't care 'bout no popo
Only big weight what you think I roll wit Joe for
Wanna talk crazy go meet my 44
Ra ra ra ra
There go that popo
J-jam in that Enzo
J-jam in that Spika
J-jam in that G-though
Bet you can't catch me though
Double Z's on that whip
Put them prees on her lip
Took 'em to the mine
And th-threw the D on that bitch, remix

Freeze
You know who it is
It's me bitches

Takin' over
The waitin's is ova
We bringing it back like baking soda
I don't stop squeezing 'til ya face is ova
I'll be on vacation 'til the case is ova
Bottles everywhere
Club full of women
Gucci sneaks
A good cuff on a denim
A few birds to look outs and three pigeons
You cock suckers know who it is, it's me bitches

Copyright: BMG Rights Management, Downtown Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Clifford Smith, Corey Woods, Dennis David Coles, Gary E. Grice, Jason Hunter, Kasseem Dean, Lamont Hawkins, Robert F. Diggs, Russell T. Jones