Wait, hold up, is that you? With them big ol' thighs after school? J305 and gave me high five when I said I’m in hot pursuit You said I won’t ride until Kendrick drive A new Monte Carlo that cruise And that shot my pride I tried to improv But no freestyle I never do You looking for the nigga with the tallest 'fetti You overlooking every nigga that ain’t quite ready To make it rain on you like about to break a levy Hold up, that pussy petty Yeah your nails did your hair did Your cell phone is selfish It only got numbers that come with a home Her new prima donna I smelt it Tried to make you mine, ho! Tried to make some time, ho! But I ain’t got the time or the patience to stop and wait in line, ho! Her dreams holds Versace She fall for Armani Only deal with rich niggas Fuck you and Mitt Romney I’m grown now I’m on my own now I’m po-o-o-oppin' change my phone now When I get home now I got o-o-o-options Fast forward Wait is that you? With them big old thighs after school? And your 3 kids and 3 baby daddies and car note that’s overdue? I know