She's been to town, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh She's been to town Picture me and my gangsta girl, riding with the top back Bangin' knee on my neck, free on my socks, hat Tilted to the side like you know I get my grind on Get my shine on, drip black in the rhinestones Rims spinnin' like a globe on these slow pros Do it big cause I'm supposed to floss and that's the reason she break me off Cause I'm gangsta and I'm ridin' with the old It's a thug and a gentleman Rollin' like a boss, dude, no matter the cost, dude Not tryin' to brag, but money's not a issue Don't let your girl see her, that might make her *** you Cause if she roll with her, she won't even miss you My brother bends when I throw a stack before it hit the ground She throw it back when I make it rain, that's junk change That pay for the 26 on my range Range, range, drive, drive, take the wheel while I roll the slot Climb over to the passenger side and freeze And once again, it's on If she take a picture with a camera phone The plan's she not comin' home And if I'm on the screen, save a hook Let me in, later we gone If I let her take a picture, she don't know If I let her take a picture, she don't know If I let her take a picture, she don't know If you don't know by now, baby, I'm a star Look at my face, look at my car, look at my waist and look at my scars Look out the window, see where we are In my Phantom, in my Rover, bangin' It's a thug and a gentleman She never rolled in the car with the suicide Girl, when they see you and I, they can win the suicide My girl, pretty and thick in the thigh You and someone suicide She call me J, I call her B, we gettin' married To the streets, I'm chasin' money, she chasin' me I'm right where I wanna be With the beat on my Benz, lead a horse on my Lambo Crown on my Cadillac, checks on my Air Max Haters, better fall back Before I put some of your ball cap, that's my check I got her back like a bra strap Cause she fine and she cute She think she all that and she all that That's my girl, that's my world And once again, it's on She take a picture with a camera phone The player, she not comin' home And if I'm on a screensaver Then me and Layton, we gone If I let her take a picture, she don't know If I let her take a picture, she don't know If I let her take a picture, she don't know Layton, can you take a picture Layton, can you take a picture We been waitin' all night just to take a picture with you Layton, can you take a picture Layton, can you take a picture We been waitin' all night just to take a picture with you *** the wheel, take control And let your hair blow inside my Lambo Pull out your phone, picture that Take it home, let your man know I'm hittin' that When I'm hittin' that, she send it back She droppin' low, we about to blow Me and N-E-Y-O Yo, girl, no, she so Ciara, so Eve So Mariah, so B, she so Trina I'm R. Kelly, she remind me of my goatees I'm Cooley High, I'm Cochise She a 34D, I'm so pleased I'm so, so deaf, she so jadded I'm J.D., and she fold me In a H2, we fold deep Through the NYC, off no sleep I hate to drive, but I break it wild When I'm ridin' with my shoddy I kid and nap, but never take her home Ridin' off, bangin' Ne-Yo Sittin' on chroma, that Maserati See the paparazzi, they And when she get us home We should take a picture with a camera phone You're playin', she not comin' home She ain't comin' home I'm on your phone screen, save a bullet Let me in, later we gone We better take a picture She in the room with me We better take a picture She in the room with me We better take a picture She in the room with me In the room with me In the room with me