L.B.W.
Ay look
Lamborghini Moss hoe I'm far from as Lame
Hey critics hating on you Bow
Say you rapping like Wayne
I give a damn what a hater think
Nigga I'm paid
Plus the ladies love a nigga
You can call me Cool J
I'm the Prince of the O-Town 6.1.4.
I say stunting every where I go
Top down on the Macy
Listening to B.I.
And yeah ya'll nigga's doin it
But homie not like this guy
Hated by many
Though I got plenty
And all the hoes tell me it's whatever like Remy
Bow ain't got no bread
You nigga's talking silly
And plus I'm way flyer
You would think I play for Philly
Well these rappers going broke
My accounts is full of Millie's
And like New York's traffic the boy gets busy
In the club on Patron
Till my head gets dizzy
Lenox mall black card
So a nigga stay (Spelling)
Yup
Plus the boy been getting paper since way back
Who you know who 21 with a driver and a Maybach?
So watch out when that boy switch lanes
If the masseuse ain't on board
You better switch up your plane
I'm on a whole another level
A.P. diamond (Spelling)
Took back the white diamonds
I got all yellow
It's nuggets in the chain
But don't call me Carmelo
And I don done it all don done it all like LO
My Oregon chick got an ass like jello
Foxx took her out but she belong to me though
Which you know about getting Louie blowin 10 stacks?
Hitting Tootsie throwing money
I'd don't know how to act
Nas told me Bow Wow don't worry bout these nigga's
Keep on doing you
Then watch yo account get bigger
Got your house around my neck
Got your car around my waist
If you hating that you broke
Just admit that I'm the shit
Bitch
