Lyrics:

Rick Ross, the ruler!
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
I can, I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
No, no, da, da, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown

I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
No, no, da, da, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brow

And so is my nature, H town
Tray, what he do?
Lil Boy, what he do?
Maybach music, nigga, worldwide!

Fuck my old lady, fuck my baby momma
Fuck you too nigga, I'm looking for a comma
I'm looking for a Hammer, I'm looking for a Beamer
I'm looking for Rihanna, I think I found Trina
She thinks she found a dreamer
Bitch, you found a steamer, I can ... with me
Whip it like Tina, smoke it like Bobby
But ain't nothing brown in the H town and .. ain't going down.

I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
I can, I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
No, no, da, da, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brown
No, no, da, da, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney, use the name Bobby Brow