Homie, I don''t think you know me (No)And I don''t think I know you (No)But this clip on the 16You actin'' like I can''t let them (Shorty!)I don''t think you know me (No)And I don''t think I know you (No)The way you shakin'' that ass (No, no, no)Now there''s nothin'' in this world that I can''t get yaI can''t sweat ya, but I can''t let yaDon''t get carried away, I just met yaOr you can get carried away on that stretcherAnd you respect this gangsterWhen you lookin'' at this big diamonds and thenecklace, ain''t ya?Checking the 22s on the Lexus ain''t ya?Peepin'' at them black air mex''s ain''t ya?Friends would say I''m gassin'' yaCause there ain''t enough room in the coupe for more passengersBut while they feedin'' and hatin''We be leanin'' and escapin''Keep these beats circulating, but you mean I be thinkingShorty''s, a little bit too hypeBut if a nigga give her anythingIt will be the pipe, and it will be alrightCause you know the kid will be the typeAnd do it like Lewinsky, beeyatch![Chorus]Homie, I don''t think you know me (No)And I don''t think I know you (No)But this clip on the 16You actin'' like I can''t let them (Shorty!)I don''t think you know me (No)And I don''t think I know you (No)But you lookin'' so goodAnd that''s just why I can''t let them (No)You will never step out of line and come out your faceCause you don''t want to see these guns come out the waistIt''ll be weeks before your neck come out the braceMonths before the verdict come out the caseWhen I''m there, the hypno come out the caseHip hop pops wait for me to come out the placeBut you know whenever fellas go throughI''m in the platinum and yellow gold tooI''ll always get them girls do the kinky thingsWhen they see the size of the pinky ringIt looks like a bracelet on my fingerWedding ring in my earEarrings on my neck, yeah what you expectNigga, I''m something like a pimpSomething about the limpBefore something like I''m pimpInstead I''m something like a pimpCause every thirty days I''m pulling up with something with a tint[Chorus][Bridge]And I know something that you don''t knowCan''t nobody stop my nineCan''t nobody stop my shineCan''t nobody stop my grindAnd I know something that you don''t knowCan''t nobody stop my flowCan''t nobody stop my glowCan''t nobody stop my doughUh oh, you might see me in BrooklynMy heed is homie if you ever see me in BrooklynCause my hat is on the top down when I go backMy bulletproof vest on under the throwbackI don''t see no other platinum rappers doing good like me in the hood like meBut keep it in the stat for when they pull the roverYou heard what happened the last time they pull me over?[Chorus]