Yeah, right, move light and the pussy tight
I be doin' everything you like
If you need a break, book a flight
Outta sight, then you outta mind
Pull up on you when you're on your grind
Get you straight when you outta line
I'm a boss, I can handle mine
Callin', ay, ay
Got my own, I can flex, say nothing
Wifey tings, wifey tings, wifey tings
Hold it down, bust me down, make it bling
Wifey tings, wifey tings, wifey tings
I'm a boss, I ain't really into flings
Wifey tings, wifey tings, wifey tings
Phone blings, but I need a real ring
Wifey tings, wifey tings, wifey tings, ay
I just say what I want and I do what I like
I ain't livin' for no man, n*gga still got no wife
Why you talkin' out your neck, talkin' outta spite?
Bitch is soakin' up the sauce, this ain't happen overnight
Leavin' hoes, got the guide, I ain't never switchin' sides
I'm the wave, I'm the tide
You ain't really down to ride, nah
Down to earth, but I still be lookin' fly
I could be in the bag, still they look when I walk by
Ooh, do it better than you, yeah
???, I need two, get that for me, boo
Boy, I might just get 'em myself and them other bags on the shelf
I could probably do with a belt
Get the fresh ones out the back
Question is, if I throw it back, little n*gga, could you handle that?
Ass fat with a big stack
Hair laid, nails intact
This is breakfast, lunch, dinner, n*gga, you don't even need a snack
'Cause I'm more than a snack, ay
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