Lyrics
Strap:You the type to kiss ha on the lips and do that lame shit,Im the type to f*ck ha hop up get back to my main bitch.Them niggas say they junkin okay my goons on that same shit,all they know is six words f*ck it bust it brain quick.Menace to society yeah they on that Kane shit,R-E-S-P-E-C-T MY my mothaf*cking name bitch.G-L-O-C-K wit me and thats just who i came wit.Motha f*ck security we be blowing stanky.Tryna get some hoes to the house and start a train bitch.My car suited up,yours some plain jane shit.Hop in the dooly truck now im driving crazy,passenger 5'3 ass is amazing.Eyes kinda asian cuz both of us been blazin.Told ha put ha face down just so she can taste it.I came and then she spit it out,she said on special occasions .What the hell you talkin bout you must dont know my name bitch!!!
