This music got me groovy, Mike Myers in that movie
I’m with a dude cooler than papayas in smoothie
And we can do whatever I try not to be choosy
We should try this loud I hear that it’s a doozy
Not a floozy, but I like to show a little skin
We can’t get on but we sure can get it in
I'm in a chill spot blowing smoke into the wind
Don’t know who’s working the door but I can call a couple friends
And we in, he like the way I do my little spin
Says there ain't a limit to the dough that he we would spend and
He ain't my man, tonight we can pretend
I like the fact he likes me in Civic or a Benz
And oh she’s the ex, oh, I heard about her ass
Bitter ain't nobody said a word about her ass
We all in here bent like a curler on a lash
I heard she in the parking lot hurling on her dash
We whirling’ all this cash, all around us like a cyclone
We jus' showin' off ‘til they turn these lights on
And I ain't shuttin’ up 'til they turn these mics on
Fuck your favorites, bitch this is my song
And these are my bars, this is my swag
Get ya own smoke, I got my own bag
All I got for bitter bitches is a toe tag
Tell 'em dead that
Now chill, why you so mad?

Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave wit' me
Said he wanna leave with me
He said he wanna leave wit' me
Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave with me
Said he wanna leave with me
Why you mad? Why you turning beet red
How you tryna blame me for something that he said?

Now what’s the matter with these girls? They actin like some fiends
Out here chasin' dudes, while I’m out here chasin' dreams
He say that he don’t want you, why you askin' what it means?
True colors got you chewed up, jelly beans
To me it appears, you ain't too appealing
You seen him in my ear and almost hit the ceiling
What’s with all the heat when we only in here chilling?
Wanna change his mind but can’t change the way he feeling’
So try to understand exactly who I am
Houdini when you see me turn a hater to a fan
I gotta keep it G 'cause I rep the gritty glam
Wanna stop my flow, you gon' need the Hoover Dam
I can make a sucka scram, chop a chick in two
Beauty on the stage and a beast in the stu
You out here gettin' wild wanna take it to the zoo
You ain't know I'm from the jungle homie you can get it too

Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave wit' me
Said he wanna leave with me
He said he wanna leave wit' me
Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave with me
Said he wanna leave with me
Why you mad? Why you turning beet red
How you tryna blame me for something that he said?

Now big up, big up, shut the lip up lip up
Put my bottle in the air then I sip up
Better learn the ropes if they tryna come skip up
Call me double dutch I’m never gon’ trip up
See I'mma wind my hip up…and I’ma do my dance
Buffalo soldier in a buffalo stance
She on his “oui oui” like them ladies in France
I don’t say a word I just give him one glance
Now he in a trance, ooh I think he likes it
Far from a tool but he got me in a vice grip
Deep, no pool, plus I'm cooler than a ice chip
Left hand high other hand is on my right hip
Singing out, “me’s a girl, mi nuh fight ova man”
While I wind on this fine Jamaican
I tell her poof, disappear, magician
Smile, chuck a deuce, then I'm gone-g-g-gone!

Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave wit' me
Said he wanna leave with me
He said he wanna leave wit' me
Girl stop it, why you mad at me?
I know you wanted him but he wanna leave with me
Said he wanna leave with me
Why you mad? Why you turning beet red
How you tryna blame me for something that he said?