yeah, yeah, yeah

 [Verse 1]
 Yo, I ain't got no reason to trick or spend
 Mami, I'm the reason the chicks begin cheesein' and snickerin'
 Playa like me? every season these chicks have been
 Talkin' how I came through the P's in a sicker Benz
 Heard about the platinum visas the bricker bends
 Jewels so icey I need freezers to sitck 'em in
 I be's in the keys wit a click of friends
 Trees and a liquor blend, I be too queezy and sick to grin
 I dont care if a skeezer is thick or thin
 It's gon' look like she havin' a seizure I stick it in
 Skeos say "can I get the keys to ya six again?"
 After I nut, that's when amnesia be kickin' in
 Most broads I done met, ain't see a guy
 Who spend a G on gucci T's, five for sweats
 I'm what chicks strive to get, I stay in the P.J's
 You thinkin (?) i'm talkin' pivate jets, uh

 [Chorus]
 I need the cash in my palm, the ice in my charm - ma' be easy
 (Watch it, please)
 Wanna lean to the side while I cruise in your ride - ma' be easy
 (Put down that cheese)
 Gotta have a broad wantin' and let me hold somethin' - ma' be easy
 (You get nothin' from me)
 You get NOTHIN!

 [Verse 2]
 So the kid never stresses a female
 And if you ask where I live they gon' give you
 addresses to e-mail
 All that cops can suggest is that he sell
 How I'm gon' push it unless it's a v-12
 From S's to CL's, I request is (?)
 In the head rests his t.v's dwell
 They heard how many albums I presses for retail
 And they can't get a dime unless it's a weed sale
 And lets be real, catch me at the bar wit them crispy bills
 Gettin Cris' re-fills, my wrist be chilled
 And my wardrobe look like I got an Ice Berg History deal
 Still dames have been givin me slow neck
 And I don't even know what they real names have been
 I feel ashamed to spend, 'cause when it comes to knockin' 'em down
 I'm right behind Wilt Chamberlin

 [Chorus]

 [Verse 3]
 Ma you musta had too many weed totes
 'Cause I ain't givin' you any C-notes
 I'm all about floatin' on them new skinny speed boats
 Hundred and somthin wit two skinny deep throats
 Winter hit, I'm in a new finny ski coat
 See the screens? ain't gotta use any remotes
 No more shoppin' sprees I'm rough wit the ends
 Keep honeys on their knees, scuffin' they shins
 I deal wit nothin but tens
 I be the club king wit diamonds shuffling your friends
 Chickens get keys, scuffin the Benz
 Cause they wanna lock me down like I'm Puff in the pens
 Snatch any chink blond who feel my link longview
 (One try) I ain't tryin to put clinks on you
 Hope trickin ain'n one of the things you think John do
 Cause thats the way you end up wit a drink on you mami

 [Chorus