(Intro) Hol' up, wait a minute Y'all thought I was finished
(Hook) Fuck ya mean, boy! I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy Ya got my ol' bitch since my new bitch out yo dreams, boy What the fuck ya mean, boy! Fuck ya mean, boy! I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy Ya got my ol' bitch since my new bitch out yo dreams, boy What the fuck ya mean, boy! What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean
(Verse: Meek Mill) Same hoes that said I couldn't get it tryna kick it Balmain denim spent a thousand on the ticket Trappin' out the bando $ knockin' like who is it Think that Benji at the do', grab the chopper go & get it I sit back all leanin', ain't no rap star neitha Let that mac all screamin', we cook that crack on seamen I got yo rent on my belt Talkin' yo house on my wrist Yo car note on my jeans My sneaks bloody as shit That's why they sing bloody murda bloody murda I ask yo bitch about this $ made her nervous She doin' good no mo' pay offs fo' her service When bosses talkin' shut yo mouth if ya a worker Cuz I've been working chasin' $ like I'm hurtin' Gettin' pussy in my Maybach think the driver heard us Roll the partition up All in the cut act like this broad give a fuck I know she down fo' whateva gon' do it all fo' a buck And now that Boosie back home know we gon' ball fo' a month Cuz real niggas come first that's why we all in the front And suckas all in the back, & all of us strapped Why don't we fuck wit ya pussy niggas, cuz all of them rats
(Hook) Fuck ya mean, boy! I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy Ya got my ol' bitch since my new bitch out yo dreams, boy What the fuck ya mean, boy! Fuck ya mean, boy! I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy Ya got my ol' bitch since my new bitch out yo dreams, boy What the fuck ya mean, boy! What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean What da fuck ya mean, what da fuck ya mean
(Verse 2: Lil Boosie) I keep a hundred grand in these Robin jeans What the fuck ya mean Bitches left me in prison they threw away their dreams I'm the leader of the mad max murda team Ice man conscious & my $ is growin' trees Sicker than eva richer than eva call a Brinks truck What the fuck ya mean girl, its two words bitch fuck I beat it up, holdin' my line ya betta get it up Buzz strong $ long street nigga real as fuck What the fuck ya mean, what the fuck ya mean Fuck ya , fuck yo mama, & fuck yo team The seems bustin' out my jeans I need HOV $ No 360 deal this shit real get all my show $ Hol' up, lemme let my $ talk My rollie cost yo house, my shows sold out Got mo' 1000 dolla jeans that there's stores up in the South In my heart I'm a boss & this is this is this is what the fuck I'm mean Boosie bad ass ball biggest bank rolls Ya can have my ol' bitch cuz I don't do the same hoes The jeans in my closet add up to a Range Rova What the fuck ya mean I'm that nigga game ova!
(Hook) Fuck ya mean, boy! I spent 1000 on these muthafuckin' jeans, boy So much $, got it bustin' out the seems, boy Ya got my ol' bitch si