her to the parking line Jump into my car and straight to my spot say wohooo Then she started a fight as she stepped out the club Only cause a fan trying
Sean John hoodie Get fucked ya play pussy Haa, we hit em' up while dey ain't lookin' And tha body shots hurt but tha head shots took em' Damn and if
' punk, fuck that, bla bla I'ma call that rude boy from Detroit, Trick Trick Quick come pick me up, bring them guns Come to the club, meet me out front
like a motherfuckin' punk, fuck that, bla bla I'ma call that rude boy from Detroit, Trick Trick Quick come pick me up, bring them guns Come to the club
away shot cuz we ballin its platinum patron that be ours Lil mama, I owe you just like the flowers Girl you to drink with all that and power clubs [Flo
you discovered hip-hop And you immediately became an internet genius Fecetious pseudo-intellectualism can't contest wisdom I feel like selena; the president of my fan club
face Human thesaurus, rhyme DNA, too many strands! I dare you to try to cram this whole verse walkin on hot sand Covered in coal with no hands Swallow your soul and shitted burnt spam (damn
my number one fan and I'm his CO-D We Mickey and Mallory, Beyonce and Jay-Z 'Crazy in Love' in the back of the club With the, Drama King and a couple
don't call me after midnight unless we havin sex, Don't ever assume nothin no man gone be a man, A groupie gone be a groupie, a fan gown be a fan, These
love to wyle out, damn right, shake it all night Hey, that's my jam everytime tha beat drop I said ooh, all the ladies in the club grab a dude And you
to the to the floor And I wanna ah-ah, you make it so good I don't wanna leave But I got to kn-kn-kn-know what's your fan-ta-sy I wanna li-li-li-lick
ya shakin' my hand (Whuddup Stunna?) Then you pull off in ya ride and ya playin' my jam Nigga make up ya mind, Is you a hata or fan? Damn! Y'all niggas
the streets and ya shackin my hand. then you poll off in ya ride and ya playin my jam. nigga make up ya mind is you a hater or fan.damn yall niggas is
and hyper smilin' Been ridin' for days, tour bus look like Rikers Island Henny, Jack Daniels, spray painting a die hard fan Little cocker spaniel, fresh outta the damn
Got u Rectangle, sugar Shane pound MC's and mangle Bending you back and bitch spank you A Grammy? Fuck you talkin' 'bout? I'm tappin' your chin See you at a club
never seen it (never seen it) See all that popping, yeah I know you don't mean it I'm cool as a fan (as a fan) sharp as a crease (as a crease) And yeah
as I ride my rhinoceros You don't like it? Well you gots to kiss Where the sun don't shine, something like my behind I lose a fan but I'ma be fine Dr
Hot damn, the boy is gay! Gordon is gay --Whooo! That hurts!-- Gordon is gay --Whew! Yeah!-- Speedin on the race track Laps he can manuver Has the biggest fan club