[Hook: 2 Chainz, Drake, and I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And yeah I like to fuck I got a fuckin I love bad bitches that's my fuckin And yeah I like to I got a fuckin problem I love bad that's my fuckin problem And I like to fuck I got a fuckin problem If findin somebody real is your fuckin Bring ya to the crib maybe we can solve it
[Verse 1: A$AP Hold up simmer down hella long bitch give it to me now Make that thing pop a semi or a nine Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy ya Huh, get like me Never met a mother fresh like me All these motherfuckers wanna like me Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat Keith Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga Like how you Getting and fuckin bitches She rollin swishers for her I bought my niggas getting bent up off the liquor She my licorice, I let her lick it They say money make a act nigger-ish But at least a nigga nigga I be broads like I be fuckin bored Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin
[Verse 2: I know you love it when this is on Make you think about all of the niggas you've been on Make me about all of the rappers I've been feeding on Got a that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word? You ain't my album? who you sleepin' on? You should print the lyrics out and a fucking read-along Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed Then Juuuuuuuuu (laughs) Juuuust drop down and get yo' eagle on Or we can stare up at the stars and put The on All shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion I won't pay to make it bigger I pay for no reduction If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know then I trust it If you from out here then muhhfucka get to bustin' Yes Looooooooooooorrd I don't say this often But this long dick ain't for the long talkin I
[Verse 3: Lamar] ho this the finale My pep talk into a pep rally Say she's from the hood but she inside in the valley now Vacate in Atlanta, she going back to Cali Got your on my line, world on my line The irony I fuck 'em at the same time She eyeing me like a nigga exist Girl, I know you want dick Girl, I'm Lamar Aka Benz is to me is a car mean your friends need to be up to par See my standards are papered by tomorrow Kill em all dead bodies in the Don't get listen to what the crystal ball say berry, hallelujah Holla i'll do ya