(Hook)
When I turn the corner you won’t move, these bucket seats (bucket seats)
I got helmut lang, g star and simons on my feet (on my feet)
I just gave yo ass a fit but you still can’t copy me
I just gave yo girl my @, I know she wanna follow me (follow me)
Why she lookin’ all around, baby it ain’t what it seems
I got girls lining up, trynna be behind the scenes
You a lame and you broke, you ain’t really ‘bout ya cheese
Yeah Yeah
(Verse 1)
He a lame nigga, put some racks on his head
Why he mad? Pussy nigga pull up, I ain’t scared (yeah yeah)
Talkin’ down, nigga we’ll take your fuckin’ dreads
Went to saks cause I had to get some new threads
And your bitch wanna ride with me in this two seater
I did the dash, I broke the meter
She pourin’ fours in a two liter
Hangin’ out the sunroof I’m yellin’ see ya (yeah yeah)
(Hook)
When I turn the corner you won’t move, these bucket seats (bucket seats
I got helmut lang, g star and simons on my feet (on my feet)
I just gave yo ass a fit but you still can’t copy me
I just gave yo girl my @, I know she wanna follow me (follow me)
Why she lookin’ all around, baby it ain’t what it seems
I got girls lining up, trynna be behind the scenes
You a lame and you broke, you ain’t really ‘bout ya cheese
Yeah Yeah