And she keep tellin' me; you know you the shit Ladies throw your hands up that's if you the shit Walk up in the club and they knew I was the shit Shittin' on everybody that's up in this bitch You know you the shit You know you the shit You know you the shit You know you the shit I know I'm the shit Pledge Allegiance to the shit hands where ya hearts are Matter fact salute the shit hands where ya parts are Still make a f**kin' movie girls know what their parts are I get brain in the whip who needs a smart car Call me when it's real beef f**k alla this tartar Niggas don't touch key 'cept for when they start cars They just talkin' out they ass those are fart bars I bring the toaster wherever you pop tarts are Play with funeral getcha ass burried You should shut you fruity ass up raspberry Just got that Rolls Royce So this black man Got bitches chasin' a ghost; Ms Pacman I know y'all listenin' I trace all taps I buyin' Audemars to match my baseball caps White and navy joint Let's watch the Yankees I'm gettin' big deposits You gettin' bank fees You lil nigga just remember that you ain't me Write ya award speech and don't forget to thank me Yeah What an I to do now They try to be me on wax These f**kin' Madame Tussauds And you know I'm the shit And you know it don't matter whatchu think about bitch 'Cause ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ladies askin' questions like; Trigga one night please Ain't nobody getting' married but I am the best man I will be the greatest I can't except nuttin' less than I had eight of 'em And that's just in a section They all swallow and gobble; call it digestion Women dance on my sac; call it dickonics The shit read lips until it's hooked on phonic I'ma brag at ya shawty; you know I probably had her I'ma born star Porn star; she's a ghetto gagger Rockin' platinum I never got the plaque Still I drop 30 grand up at Sacs I made it out nigga You know how the hood be I got the game sewed up like some good weed You got it all f**ked up like a lace front I got the girls gettin' low like a bass drum I got some rich shit You on a bitch trip Grab ya purse nigga Get ya lipstick I'm suck a dickhead They call me arrogant One question what the f**k you starin' at I'm the shit boy You can ask ya home girl I'm gon' hold yours that's until I get my own girl And you know I'm the shit And you know it don't matter whatchu think about bitch 'Cause ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ladies askin' questions like; Trigga one night please I made 'em a believer now my head big; Gina Like 'em with they ass big; Trina Beat it up in private and they like it So I'm Ikein' call 'em Tina Me her and her girlfriend They dykin'; have you seen 'em I swear I'm doper then these mu'f**kas realize Hit the club; all balck Like seal eyes I am hell on earth I'm tryna live in heaven Come fly wit me; MJ 2K11 Look in the mirror and it's clearer than it has been I talk shit to the homie like he my glass twin I say ＂don't let the get ahead of me They want them instead of me but I'm so much better Aye you know how it better be I'ma sail past niggas; cruise to a better sea Same light same night but I'm in a better B Plus my hoe hotter than Huxtable sweater be And she talk dirty like a thrown away berretta be Now come and f**k wit 'I'm And if you don't really I don't give a f**k nigga I'm on So catch me if you can And if you ain't know I don't really give a damn Shout out to the girls in the club shakin' asses Shout out to the hood And with the furniture with plastic Now we carry wads of the cash in the plastic I got this whole shit mastered And you know I'm the shit And you know it don't matter whatchu think about bitch 'Cause ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ladies askin' questions like; Trigga one night please Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ain't nobody ain't nobody ain't nobody like me Ladies askin' questions like; Trigga one night please