Lyrics:

Oh!
The top feels so much better than the bottom
So much better!

Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy

Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

Summertime white Porsche Carrera is milky
I'm on the grind and my paper stacked and I'm filthy
Funny how a nigga get to screw facin' at me
Anyhow they ain't got the heart to get at me

I get down, Southsides the 'hood that I come from
So I don't cruise through nobody 'hood without my gun
Ya know the kid ain't goin' for all that bullshit
Try and stick me I'ma let of a full clip

It ain't my fault you done fucked up your re-up
At the dice game who told you "Put a G up"
Everybody mad when they paper don't stack right
But when I come around ya niggas better act right

When we got the tops down you can hear the system thump
Nigga, when we rollin', rollin' (rollin') shut your block down
Quick to put a hole in you chump, nigga, when we rollin', rollin' (rollin')

Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy

Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by

Niggas love me in L.A as soon as I pop in
They come to scoop me up in L.A.X and I hop in
And when it comes to bad bitches, you know I got them
Some from Long Beach, some from Watts and from Compton

You know when a nigga wanna see Cali girls freak off
After that five hour flight from New York
I start spittin' G at a bitch like a Pimp man
Tell her meet me at the Mondrian so we can do our thang

She can bring the lingerie with her, I suppose
Or we can go from fully dressed to just havin' no clothes
She can run and tell her best friend 'bout my sex game
And her best friend could potentially be next man, listen man

Ain't shit changed, I came up I'm doin' my thang
Homie, I'm holdin', holdin' (Holdin')
Shit, man, the store owner watchin' you
'Fore somethin' get stolen, stolen, stolen

Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad at me, I think I know why
Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the jewelery store, looking at shit you can't buy

Nigga, you's a window shopper
In the dealership, trying to get a test-drive
Nigga, you's a window shopper
Mad as fuck when you see me ride by