Lyrics:

Yeah. so i seen her from afar

Im sayin to her come over to the car

She like 'You some kind of star'

Im like: naw naw naw, chill chiil'

Nam sayin thats that name.

I figure id put a little bit of this game all in her brain.

I told her i aint gone hold you, damn sure aint tryna control you, but ill mold ya.

she looked at me like she aint believe me

So i figure i show ya

said she never felt like this before

When im home we get it on. Im on the road she miss the ball

and you thick for sure know how to work them hips right

level with my swisher says i show her how to twist right

and when i gotta make moves she keeps her lips tight

tell her that the money stacked so she let me get right

and that sex get good on them late nights

nothin but thumbs up like a hitch hike

yes im the shit like

you aint never heard of

and you know how i do

act like you dont but now i learn ya

im talking about teaching ya

how about schoolin ya

go and do your thang gimme brains, ill tutor ya

so many of them lames

a real niggas somethin new to ya

now your tellin all your friends what i do to ya

but its cool ya know? I leave her spine broke

when im up inside, make her breath and hit a high note

like...

Yeah, so im standin on the corner.

Shorty ride through. She pushed the whip like ya know?

Me and my nigga Wiz... blowing on that good im like...

We gotta stop shawty. See jump out...



And now i approach her

like whats your name

you get the picture shorty i really like your frame

that coke bottle shape and them asian eyes

your half black and half you aint gotta tell the guys

shit wonder why i approached her

i wanna get to know ya but i aint tryin to hold you

back from all your dreams and high hopes

you smell that mami

yeah thats real smoke

listen i got plans too

you know how your man do

ill get close before i try to cuff hands boo

Your for your latest shidd

yeah thats my favorite

room lit like vegas

he point like 'pay them'

mami ya body amazing

lights off no cable

i found out she a mind freak like chris angels

bendin over tables, giving her all she handles

I swear to god her room sounded like this damn sample



Yesss, I seen my man Cad The Hustla over there on somethin bad

I mean bad. So i mean, i finish rollin up my weed

Hop out the car, i see a couple of little ones

over there lookin kind of lonely ya kno

Im sayin not preferably one, she looking at me

I seen her smilin and all that

like she know who a nigga is

So you know what i do, i walk straight up to her like...



Ey ey shorty i just wanna talk to ya

usually keep it moving but i had to stop for ya

and let you know any thing less than me is not for ya

no time to waste i got patience like a doctor do

and this may be a lot for you

so why dont you fall in

hit some of this weed and soak it all in

got game like the ball in

and we ballin goin state to state call me rawlings

look dawg i aint tryna start nothing

she laughed and said that you kinda star or somethin

im like nah im playin with you ma i'm frontin

they call me young wiz

get up in my car or somethin

we could talk about your day why im cigar stuffin

heres my phone give me a number that i can call or something

get you back to your crib and have the walls jumpin

screamin at the top of your lungs like...