Baby, ich weiß, du hast keinen Spiegel zu HauseWie ich drauf komm, so geht keine Braut auch nach draußenIch bin nur ehrlich, jeder Mensch ist schön unter GottUnd du auch, so schön hässlich, du Grotte, ich bin mir sicherDu brauchst kein Kostüm für nächstes HalloweenVerglichen mit dir ist mein Hintern süß wie diese MelodieUnd trotz Eyeliner und rotem MundHätt ich lieber mit nem toten HundEhrlich, ein übler Anblick wie im Regenwald, ein FlächenbrandDer personifizierte Tod in einem H&M-GewandS zu *** Isar, V zu *** IsarEsst die meisten Eulen in diesem Land, geh nicht glissertIhr singt bei Cassie mit, als hättet ihr den Song geschriebenKörper von einem Esel, Face von nem MongolidenUnd die meisten Typen draußen sagen's dir scheinbar nichtDoch das nächste Mal, wenn du weggehst, nimm im Eimer mitBaby, I won't tellIf you don't want me toCause I got a thing for youI'd do anything for you, girl, anything, babyI won't tellI'll never do that to youBaby, you got itAnd you got meI got a thing for youI'm a serial girl in a material worldVenus, Serena, my serial girlsWhat you know about having dinner on a jet?Make it back before the DJs finish with the setNow they call me the Birdman when them dogs are jawedGhost ride the whip like I'm from the WestFrom Oakland, y'allIt's the crack man and he ain't got a shot in the darkThe wrist is Jacob, beer ain't your popWent to Chow's, well, Chow's outKnow we're the same thingFeel so high, they throwin' the champagneI'm a real G, real Gs do real thingsAnd I can keep a secret, it's a song that I singGirl, I meanI won't tellIf you don't want me toCause I got a thing for youI'd do anything for youI'll never do that to youI won't tellI won't tellI'll never do that to youBaby, you got itGirl, maybe II got a thing for youMillionaire frames, pair of year rubsEvery day a different chainWe get you gear upName another fat guy, fly like meGet you right late, all night like meCall you foodie pebblesCause you got so many spy bagsPurple ones, yellow ones, sky blue, the wine bagHermes, wherever you lay your eyes atRed card, black card, I could buy thatLouis Vuitton, I'm gonna buy thatJulie, the Don, ChristianLouboutin, the bluest charmI'm a real G, real Gs do real thingsAnd I can keep a secret, it's a song that I singGirl, I meanI won't tellIf you don't want me toCause I got a thing for youI'd do anything for youI'll never do that to youI won't tellI'll never do that to youBaby, you got itCan you test me?I got a thing for youI won't tellDon't want toCause I got a thing for youI'd do anything for youI'll do anything for youI won't tellI'll never do that to youSaid it's just grown for the musicAnd you got meI got a thing for you