stay up and have me all night on the rack...
you know we say me have the wickedest talk...
you always tell me say, me full of attitude...
and you don't like mi friend 'cause she rude...
still I pull up in the Benz with all the gold ting...
window down 'cause you have seen me with my king...
what you sippin', boy, I'm dippin', now you trippin' off a fling
I be clippin' off your wing, ta-da