*ss shake, *ss shake. yeah i like that *ss shake. ya’ll b*tches won’t show me love. i know ya’ll hoes ain’t that fake. a real g believe that. feelin like outkast. i’m already big now i’m fin to be a… she on that superman. blue and red cop car. can’t sing a lick now she fin to be a pop star. pop off. and i can’t feel sh*t but my d*ck in your b*tch. so guess what, there’s only one thing left to pop off. feelin like a vegetable with s*xy hoes and s*xy clothes. they best dressed. yeah i guess they recognize who they dressin for. she step in the hall to call her man and say she just at home. at my hotel it’s valentines all they see is x and o’s. and i can’t feel my cardio. motha f*ckas walkin in with shrooms. now i’m fin to feel like mario. man i’m livin with these n*gg*s fantasizin life and i’m prayin that i make it through the night. cause a n*gg* straight rollin.