| My name is drizzy
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| And I ain’t perfect
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| And I work hard
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| So I deserve it
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| And I belong
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| Right where you see me
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| Ain’t on the fence about it
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| I ain’t mister fenny
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| I got a decent set of manners
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| And a job that fills up any empty schedule or planner
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| And I fall in love with girls
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| Caught up in superficial glammer
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| Who dress like Sara Jessica
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| And live like princess Diana
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| So often they have addiction
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| And I’m the one that will feed it
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| But truly you bad enough
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| Where you don’t really even need it
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| You could show up to the party
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| On dirty public transit
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| And I guarantee the camera man will still be snapping candids
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| Of you and your possie partying
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| Drinking what you get handed
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| With your virgin island tans
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| All looking like you just landed
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| I don’t really understand it
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| I’m not sure I’m comprehending
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| But these girls are having fun with whoever’s money they spending screaming
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| I got to be unstoppable
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| Ay ay ay ay you don’t like
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| My name is whezzy
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| I’m almost perfect
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| And I work harder than hard working
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| Bizarre circus
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| That’s what my bars surface
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| Therefore I act a clown
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| Even when I laying on my back I’m never backing down
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| So over stand me
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| I got a condo in Miami
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| And my door mat is always sandy
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| And I run Louisiana
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| But I never pulled a hami
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| And I got a condo in Atlanta
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| And I always wear a bandanna
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| And when it come down to stunning
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| You boys are just bunting
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| And I swagging for the fence
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| Your girl hanging from my dick
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| Your girl singing to my shit like
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| A lo lo lollipop
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| She say I get that pussy wetter than a designer shop
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| And she say I pick that pussy better than her gynecologist
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| Hold this
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| Text me whenever you want some more dick
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| More dick
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| Old bitch
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| Young bitch
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| But I be like damn
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| All I got is one dick
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| I got to be unstoppable
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| Ay ay ay ay you don’t like |