Lyrics:

[Talking:]
Ok, ok, ok... chea, come on, come on, uhuh, listen

[Verse 1:]
Ye' ain't sayin' nothin' lil' mama I got those and I'm bout to bl- blow like snot nose,
(wha)oh no, no homo this is for my niggas, my niggas that don't know please tell these rap
Bitches to get ready don't get gassed unless your gettin' getty, don't get jerk. your jerk
Don't get nutty fix up your paper work your somebody. But you ain't better than the president
I'm just to eliquent. bitch I'm the president. I be sittin' on a elephant countin' all my money
Where Stella went... and I don't need my groove back unless the nigga lookin' like 2-pac
Unless he got colors like tu-can... Sam, Sam I am. different color limbs green eggs and ham
Bet I can bake a gram like the bakers man. Stop runnin' up on me like who? what? when
I stay around the white like the Klu Klux Klan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan
(look) butter peacan tan. I stay around the sand butter peacan tan nigga,

[Talkin:]
Damn, look I'm a bad bitch, I'm a give y'all a couple more bars. it's nothin' listen

I was shotgun when the bentley cruised up. I'm a bad bitch I just throw my shoes up
I don't say hi I just throw my 2s up.when I'm in Texas I chuck my deuce up. bitches is snake
Sorta like Medusa. Fly kid on the beats like a new producer (I hate Nicki Minaj) just excuse
Her I'm in a GT she in a PT cruiser. I'm in the PT Bruiser, dang lil' mama you is such a loser,
Ok you is such a loser, dang lil' mama you is such a loser

[Talkin:]
I mean if I'm not the the baddest bitch then who the fuck is I mean... you know wen I
Do it's done get who you want like I'm a body every last bitch in the game, I'm a sit on the throne
And these bitches gonna have to be pickin' my fruit out like. I want some I'll like some fresh strawberries
And shit tell them bitches to get ready to pick my fruit out... I'm a be sittin' on the throne like Micheal
Jackson and Eddie Murphy it's nothin'... ye yeh digg [laughs]