Oh, wow I think I am the hottest hottie at the party Goddamn Watch me shake that ass like a calabash I see it in his eyes, he can't handle that Thinking I'm the prize in his Cracker Jacks I'm making him melt like candle-wax He stepped to me at the bar He said that he liked my hair I didn't want to be rude He was trying so hard So I'm like, "whatever, sure We can do these shots, why not I'mma let you buy me these drinks, lots" He's asking me where I live And I'm like, "far away, mister, real real far" I don't got time for that hullabaloo I'm not laughing with you, I'm laughing at you You should go back over there with your crew But he's all, "nah, man, what we gon' do?" You wanna dance but ain't got no rhythm Tell me, how will this transition to kissing? He's so smitten as if the plot thickens, nuh-uh Read my lips Listen, I'm sweet but I'm deadly Just like Coca-cola I'm hotter than a hot spring Hotter than Bikram yoga We can try your luck, four leaf clover If you ain't got no swag, then this conversation's over
You wanna get to know me Wanna be my homie I came here to party Not here for you, boy You should watch what you're saying Cause your mouth is crazy Got me acting shady And feeling real koi You're trying so hard And it really shows You say I'm fit I already know I'm sorry I'm not really, but you and me will never be that's the way that it goes
I wanna kee And I don't mean bumps I mean keekee, I wanna shake my butt Chillin' in cuts Sippin' these cups Turn around for what? Not you, bruh bruh I kiss boys but it's just for stunts I'm not giving them what they want Nah, he's a dim-wit dunce I'm a big city boy And I'm real real cunt You don't wanna have to be a primadonna You got whack game, like lolz, oh my god You should go away Abracadabra Princess Kitana Kamekameha You can't get up on my radar I think you need to go to swag seminar All up in my ear talkin' bla-zay blah But I don't want none, nah Dudes wanna holla, I'm skeptical Cuz I'm really real Like the best of all I wanna know, can you let them good times roll Like if I throw it in the air Can you catch 'em all? The ball's in my court, that's typical Checking up on my physical My aura, my vibe is so mystical If you could bag me, that'd be a miracle
You ain't catching nothing But you keep throwing these lines out I think you need to practice shutting your mouth You swimming upstream just to get to me But I don't think we have a chemistry