Yeah, yeah, and I don't got wings For the ladies, you know Couple niggas probably showed you some *** Took you a couple places Let me ask you a question, though You haven't been *** on the problem, honey A couple of me, too, girl, you a couple of me and me We gon' flare up the streets, tell me what it's gon' be You and me, shoppin' sprees up in the streets ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey Girl, you need a boss in your life That'll put you on a flight I'll rock ice that make a lot of bitches bite But let me tell you about my type I told her I could change her life She said, ***, change mine, too I said, ooh, that's the type of boss talk I like, ooh, she fine, too Louboutin heels lookin' Pairoo My watch bezel crippin', damn, it's ***in' what your eye do Anyway, they call me Payless, hop off in the steamer She ask me where we bout to go, I told her on her dreamer *** your love ex compared to me, he ain't seen cake Let's hit the presidential suite and show you how I can't stay She gotta love money, too, so she talkin' *** back I'm laughin' cause I dig that, this some ***, chat She starin' where my dick at, I can tell she really want it So I took a hunnid out the Louis bag and *** her on it I say my name Girl, you compliment me We gon' play around the streets, tell me what it's gon' be You and me Shelf is free, so find a seat We're ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey ***in' on the problem, honey Prada strips, she get a lot of it, cause she my rider, bitch I'm the *** them niggas counterfeit, that ain't got a cent Stacks of blue hunnid dollar strips on the side of it Rollie next to the bed, Franks, I'm bout to polish it After that, I beat the pussy up and demolish it Chew out of it, put that ass to sleep, and I'm proud of it Wakin' back up, now how ugly this about to get? Your stomach, I'm inside of it, *** it, ain't no stoppin' it Grants mixed with some Jacks, it's ***in' on top of it Take it on some soccer ***, Gavinchy boots, we knockin' it Fake, I'm the opposite, I give you half what I'ma get Shopping sprees, designer ***, spoiler if you got a bitch Mr. Bae, the name, with the doctor mask to compliment Lookin' so good, I'm makin' bitches spike they bottom lip But I'm with my bottom bitch, my funds low, she buy the *** We be on that kinda *** I compliment you, girl, you compliment me We gon' play around the streets, tell me what it's gon' be You and me ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money I'ma be your double S, baby, Dre Armani I can be your poppy, you can be my mommy *** you on the pot of money, blue hunnids Thousand-pound sheets, girl, I ain't bluffin' Call me McLovin', I treat the ladies well Bust your ass down like I do a bell Sweet like candy, smell like Chanel Nice lil' shades, girl, you fine as hell Girl, you havin' scent, Christy Dior shades with light tint Cruz Collins, why you push the bent? Got you bent all over while I pull your hair Like a one-on-one Picasso, girl, you so rare Put your hands in the air if you feel this Kenzo and Margiela's on some chill *** Thick like a state-front roof, Chris What it's gon' be, Clayson and *** Girl, I miss you, girl, you complimentin' me We gon' play around the streets, tell me what it's gon' be You and me Shopping sprees and fantasies ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money On the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money ***in' on the pot of money J. Armani HBK U.S. Truly ***in' on the pot of money We goin' to Boss Island Only bosses can take you there though We goin' to Boss Island