Uh, yeah, uh, come on, come on, I'ma concede it, I gotta read it, the, the, it's, come on, ah, this is it, easy, yes, yes See, this ain't nothing that you used to, out of the ordinary, unusual, you gotta have the mind state like I'm so quick And can't nobody do it like you do, miraculous, phenomenal, and ain't nobody in here stopping you Show no love, cause you a sub, look at yourself in the mirror like, what the ***, damn, I don't look good And can't nobody freak it like I could, yeah, okay, I got a little fat butt, my shorty told me that he like it like that ***, I'm happy, another me that never can be, see, I'm so outstanding, don't care if they can't stand me I'm sittin' on top of the world like Tennessee, I look too good for this necklace, and I look too good to be reminiscing You know I look way too good to be innocent, I'm conceding, I got a reason, see, I look too good to be driving that And I look too good to be buying that, you know I look way too good to be trying that, I'm conceding, I got a reason Now, who's that peeking in my window, nobody cause I live in a penthouse Baby, I'm sorry, but I'm sexy, and all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see This kid that I'm weighing on, he said he love when my jeans look painted on With a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me, probably, while I'm always getting hated on That shorty tryna push up on me like a Wonder Bar, listen, when I speak, I wouldn't want you to take it wrong Now, number one, I don't need you, your name's Q, I only see you when I see you Listen, two, you can never play me, cause I'm such a ***ing lady Three, it's all about me, I don't wanna talk about it, if you'd like to hear it, here I go, I wrote this song about it See, I look too good to be ***ing you, and I look too good to be loving you You know I look way too good to be stuck with you, I'm conceding, I got a reason, see, I look too good to be getting whipped And I look too good to be having kids, you know I look way too good to be in the crib, I'm conceding, I got a reason Oh, oh, oh, I don't know what I'm doing, I can't stop my body from moving I'm popping and popping to the music, he's watching me and he's about to lose it I'm dropping it harder than the drum and all the strings hit, face down, ass up on some new *** I'm out of control with it, dip it low, pick it up slow, poke it out narrow with it My thong showing where the school my shoes go with it, now all I need is a room with a pole in it See, I look good and I'm knowing it, and I was never too proud to be showing it See I look too good for this necklace, and I look too good to be reminiscing You know I look way too good to be innocent, I'm conceding, I got a reason, see I look too good to be driving that, and I look too good to be buying that You know I look way too good to be trying that, I'm conceding, I got a reason, see See, I look too good to be ***ing you, and I look too good to be loving you You know I look way too good to be stuck with you, I'm conceding, I got a reason I'm conceding, I got a reason, see I look too good to be getting whipped, and I look too good to be having kids You know I look way too good to be in the crib, I'm conceding, I got a reason