[Chorus: Lucci Bitch, If I was you I'd me too everything that I rock be new On when it come to the jewels When the light hit the rock, blue If I was you, I would me too (me too) Everything a nigga ride be (skrrt) I came down in the drop-top If I was you, I hate me too
1: T@] Pull up in the Porsche, skinny, but my pockets fat Hoes be "Who is that nigga?" Boy Young Money T@ Young Delta, fly all day, day If you got a plug, I can probably the rate Maybe money, but them hoes I'd never We eatin', money fast, we ain't sayin' Grace 200 in a mattress, nigga fuck Lou got the Jesus piece the pink face All black coupe, got nothin' to do with race If I ever go to trial, beat the case I'ma beat pussy up, and I'ma fuck her face gave a fuck what a nigga say Gettin' money is I'ma always do Been fly, fly, no Jet Blue
Lucci Lou & T@] Bitch, If I was you I hate me too Everything a nigga be smooth (skrrt) I came in the drop-top coupe If I was you, I hate me too Bitch, If I was you I'd me too everything that I rock be new On when it come to the jewels the light hit the rock, turn blue
[Verse 2: Lucci I pull up in the 'Lac, I'm sittin' low, but I'm high as They "Who the fuck is that nigga?" Lucci Lou, and he his bucks Been gettin' money a lil nigga Now I'm all up, but I still get it In this rap shit, man a nigga If I said it then I saw it, or a did it I see why they on me All hoes wanna date me Bitch I'm a G, and boy I come straight out East Yeah, that's the of the beast New whip, cocaine, nigga 36 for the thing, nigga I around in your hoe Range, nigga married bitch is my new dame, nigga (hah!)
God damn, man Who that is pulled up in the spaceship that, man? Lil Wayne! Man, he still balling that, man? I don't like shit at all, man Damn, how the doors open!
[Verse 3: Lil Uh- The bando like a club, too in the kitchen on her one's and two's I feel like Tarzan on his juice I feel a drug lord, a kingpin You should kneel down, the ring then Sit the drink down, the lean in The I sit down, and dream a Twinkle, Twinkle, Star We got work from to Mars Hit the kitchen, the floors Givin' dick of ours (yeah) We got guns the bar Shoot the club up, and the car a blunt up and find remorse Make the sign of the cross, then we off (damn) Fat pockets, and they eat But they started than Olive Oil (yeah) I could take to the beach, and I could fuck around and play Volleyball And I am not worn, and not tired at all, but you gon see diamonds everytime I Don't hate me, hate the high I'm on, why I'm on, get your YM on, muthafucka
T@ & Lucci Lou] Bitch, If I was you I'd me too Cause that I rock be new On when it come to the jewels the light hit the rock, turn blue Bitch, If I was you I would me too Everything a nigga be smooth (skrrt) I came down in the coupe If I was you, I hate me too