i be everywhere everybody know me super super fresh with a dope styling hunny on my wrist couple karats on my neck givenchy keep the chicks in check all these car keys drive them chicks to my crib dru hill got somebody sleeping on my bed she give me iq that mean she get ahead i just give her beats i don t give her bread cause we be in the club bottles on deck and god dammit god dammit i m feeling myself cause i m gon get it all and i m a throw it up like god dammit god dammit i m feeling myself look up in the mirror the mirror look at me the mirror be like baby you the shit god dammit you the shit you the shit you the shit god dammit you the shit god dammit you the shit you the shit i be everywhere everybody know me catch me in the club hundred bottles on me i get busy like a one line in the drop getting head baby never mind we getting money why you playing with it pool in the crib you could land a water plane in it slick rick looking at the mirror big daddy kane bitch like shakira 1 5 custom made car me and will table looking like the bar i love bad bitches that s my fucking problem and i don t give a fuck that s my fucking problem and i don t give a fuck that s my whole m o i rock the whole globe with no problemo been rocking coats since my first demo and now i m banging hoes in the continental and i done seen me sliding out my dope ride i open up the doors suicide i came from the bottom the sewer side i made it to the top cause i do it fly feeling fucking lucky like the fucking irish i see the whole game from my third iris i tour the whole word like a dirty pirate to give the whole club some miley cyrus  now everybody tripping like they popping molly up in the club is where you can find me i do it real big never do it tiny if you about that bullshit please don t remind me i step in this mother fucker just to make it work i get on the floor just to make that booty twerk shake shake that shit like a like an expert doobie in my hand rollie on my wrist got a bottle of that thousand dollar champagne in my fist women of in your dreams sleep in my bed so i don t need your brains i need my ass kissed but all my homies like give me some head smoke joints till our eyes turn indian red takes shots till our chests burn we got papers bottles mollies all this let s get it started the bigger the bill the bigger you ball the bigger the watch the bigger the car the bigger the star the bigger the chain the farther you go you already know the bigger the bank that s more hoes nigga and i done spent a quarter milli on clothes copping them oldschools and putting foriegns on the road real talk and if my fuel get low i roll up another joint take a shot and reload pow 