Arf, arf, arf Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (Right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (Frankie Mothafuckin' P) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis It's about to get uglier than Balenciagas Felt bad I never finished college Now we fuckin' cuties with booties in Dapper Dan silk pajamas Livin' the dream, open up your eyelids Me and Flacko on a island with a few bad bitches How my cousin make a mil' off a du-rag business? All my dawgs with the shit, you with a few cat litters All the yellow with the black like the Wu back (Su) Back when I was rentin' beds, I was still catchin' head If I was bussin' dishes, I'd be still fuckin' bitches Boof pack, gift wrapped just like Christmas Gone for a minute, now I'm back, did you miss me? Had the whole Harlem World wearin' Under Armours Under the armors, I'm a pretty mothafuckin' comma Gorgeous comma, pretty much about to fuck your mama Kinda runnin' late for this meetin' with Obama I ain't mean it to rhyme, but call me when your mind right Meet me with your romper, CC me when the vibe right More money, more problem, more chopper, more drama And I got these hoes, feelin' like Mo Bamba Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Who gon' do what? My dawgs gon' tool up Nigga, look out, 'cause look down like one, two, fucked And we don't give two fucks Where I'm from, you lunch, you food Niggas called your bluff Pockets Warren Buffett, security guard too buff I like my songs screwed up I own a gold toothbrush, I get my gold tooth buffed I'ma stomp a nigga out in Timberland nubuck Young Buck, too buck, Benz truck, new truck Big horns, tuba, more good than Cuba They tried to hit us like Huey with the armpits up But we swerved through the bullets, get your targets up Hood Pope up in this bitch, in Trap Lord we trust Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) Now where my dawgs at? (We right here, dawg) I said get at me I'm talkin' to you niggas with that rap beef Get at me Ostrich-skin seats like it's acne Get at me Never tacky, jeans made by Acne Fuck Governor Pataki and Patakis

I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Fuckin' on that bitch and I know it's wrong Wifey walked in and she found that thong She talk to my dick like an intercom Then smoke that dick up just like it's a bong I ain't gon' lie, this the realest song Head ebola, get my glisten on Trap love gettin' it and on But I know it's wrong I know that it's wrong so don't buy brick I speak to the Lord, don't ignore me White model bitch doin' cocaine Layin' her out in the hallway Double strappin' on a ratchet bitch So she don't take me to Maury Man I done lost me a classy bitch Perccy, you stand in the hallway Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong Feel like I'm stuck in a maze My bitches lookin' amazed Now she is goin' so crazy She caught me cheatin' today Eyelashes all on my bed Texts I didn't erase Now she comin' at my head Thought I'd never see the day Shouldn't have never been with them other broads And now I left my girl with another scar Sometimes I take advantage just 'cause I'm a star I know it's wrong so I'm on my knees prayin' to God Father please forgive us, couldn't tell the difference and it's on me I don't need to seek attention just to keep these women on me I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong I know it's wrong

Uh, yeah, yeah Uh, uh, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh Gucci, that Prada, that Fendi Ice Cube, all about the Benjis Spend ten bands in Fendi A$AP, my niggas with me Niggas be talking that bullshit Your main bitch said I look gorgeous What I spent on my chain, that's your mortgage (cash out) Brand new Porsche came with some horses Sipping that purple like Prince .40 my tool, that's my wrench Ballin' like J-Kidd, assist Shootin that three like a swish Moving in silence, I need me some guidance I'm wildin' this money and violence Come out the projects, I want it, I got it Margiela just running through college Fresh out the Porsche, check out my shorts Best from the west to the north Catching some rec with my thots, aye Getting a check for my thoughts, aye Dripping in jelly, I trap off a celly I look like I'm rich in the 80's Droop with the grippy, I cruise through the bity I'm buggin out crazy, no brazy Ski mask on me so them niggas can't trace me Car is so fast when I skrt they can't chase me Margiela Marino now she wanna date me She see the money, now she tryna play me Hope out the Rari, go vroom I never lack, I stay with goons And you know Gucci my shoes Breaking the rules, stay on the news And you know my shot go swish Shoot from a three point, boy I won't miss Smooky just caught a new lick Diamonds don't drip, don't front, you get hit Funny vibes, I can sense something different in the air It's like a weight being lifted Take some hatred, oh I get it Really trippin' cause you broke and you in your feelings Let her go, she in her feelings Niggas can't tell you shit, man, don't know the difference When you're in your twenties making parents' livid Cause you making millions Make em wanna live it than you make a living Over what you spent and making poor decisions Music for the children, hope they make it Major even independent, free them out the penni' Keep him out the prison, writing freedom with the pen and pencil MTV about a Interstitial Fuck with me because it's beneficial Unsuspected like an incidental Chasing that bag 2017, 2018 They breaking my hoes in half Come on through stunting too Looking like a nigga dad Foreign bitches, pull up Type of bitches nigga wish he had Looking in the mirror, vision getting clearer I see why you mad Chickens coming in, they gotta go She ain't fucking then she gotta go Wanna see me drown, I gotta float Best believe I get it by the boat Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it Had your bitch and she be lickin' in it Car so big she wanna get up in it Tell the bitch to chill but she still catching feelings [.45 that] chopper, it ready to spit on you niggas All of my bitches, they fucking, they acting siddity Ya, stacking the guap, feel like Diddy All of my bitches get millie Popping that molly prescription All of my niggas they dishing I just go hard in the kitchen Bitches they fuckin', they lickin' Carti, I'm getting that, uh Told her go mind her own business 'Fore I die, I'mma make a billie Stack a couple millie, 'Rari in the billy House upon the hilly, diamonds getting chilly Bunch of indie niggas with me repping Philly Oh lord, it's the Hood Pope Shouldn't walk 'cause I could float Model bitch, get a good throat Said she in love with the hood folks, god damn Nasty baby, 2017 Big ol' diamonds in my pinky ring Prada on me, bitch I do my thing I ain't gotta talk to you niggas lame Disappear on 'em like David Blaine Combat boots on me like Major Payne These niggas is funny like Damon Wayans Boy you so broke, man that shit a shame Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, now I'm getting that bag Member times I was broke, man I'm getting that bag See I remember times I was broke, now a nigga chasin' that bag

Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad I had to go buy her a mink, *whoosh* (mink, ayy) Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring My diamond's shinin', yours cloudy Diamond's ice, play hockey Lean got me feelin' drowsy Stripper bih, she work at Follies Meet me at the hotel lobby Air Max, runnin' to the money You ain't takin' nothin' from me And I'm gon' die 'bout it (Focus) From demons, distractions To all the reactions of fame She probably collapsin' her heart over taxes I'm blowin' a kiss on the way Production big, can't fit on a stage Too many fans to fit in the crowd Too many bands to get 'em on stage Screwin' his band, his rhythm on stage I say in advance, so pay in advance I'm way too advanced to figure him out I set the bar, don't give 'em a break The bar's too high to give it a raise A flow, like God, so give him a raise Stones I got, I get 'em appraised Draw my Glock and get him erased Slow you, God, I give it away Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no, no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Niggarace, new Versace Sippin' sake with my posse (yeah, ah) Eat that pussy like hibachi Leave it wet, that dick Dasani (ah, alright) Salvador Dalí, her body (yeah) It's a work of art, you copy? (yeah, Ferg) Nigga, all she do pilates I go hard, you rappers copy (ooh, damn) 'Cause it feels so good when it's you And it feels so good when it's new 'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) Why you actin' like you ain't knew? Niggarace, new Versace I be mobbin' with my posse Stretch that coochie like pilates I'm gon' eat it like hibachi Play no game, no Tamagotchi Finger froze like Liberace Fuck that bitch, I make her knot me While I rep Trilluminati Yah, oh, right Pelle Pel, butter soft, we was in them lobbies Holla holla, steady mobbin', only God can stop me, huh Dollar signs, a lot of diamonds, I'm about to sign me Cop a Tommy, yeah, the Tommy Thousand band like Fauni, yeah All in the forest, hey Lookin' for porridge, hey Ricky in storage, fresh with the chorus Dressed like a tourist, hey, yeah That's with the bomber, huh Fuck up some commas, hey, hmm Glock for the drama, hey Do what I want, fuck when I wanna... 'Cause it feels so good when it's you And it feels so good when it's new 'Cause it feels so good when it's new (ayy) Why you actin' like you ain't knew? (Niggarace) Yuh, I can't relate, uh, yuh (no) To none of you rappers are actors I swear that these niggas be fake, uh (no, yuh, yuh, ayy) (Niggarace) Fuck out my face (face, fuck out my face) Yuh, way too much food on my plate for her to be actin' all stank Yuh, uh, diamonds on bling (bling blaww-blaww) Yuh, we smoked out, my bitch is so bad I had to go buy her a mink, *whoosh* (mink, ayy) Fuck what you think, yuh (fuck what you, fuck what you think) Yeah, 'cause me and the money in love, I think I'ma buy it a ring Yuh (what?)

Salió de su casa con la mente encendida Hoy discutió con el otro, me la dejó servida (servida) Ya llama de una para recogerla "Plan B" en la radio canta con sus nena' Unos shots de clase azul y vamos directo al club Porque ella solo quiere, eh Por la noche bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-que-que-queo Bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-queo Por la noche bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-que-que-queo Bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-queo Quedarme pegada en la pared DJ, súbele al perreo (perreo) Me gusta que me den como es Y toa la noche bellaqueo Todo mundo quiere acercarse a mí Pero yo no quiero a nadie Es que cuando tú lo mueve' así (mueve' así) El ambiente se pone peligroso pa hacer fresquería' Papi, tú tás duro, ya tú lo sabía' (yeah, yeah, yeah) Tú eres mucho más de lo que pedía (pedía) ¿Quién diría que esta noche pasaría? Y no requiere el aval de nadie Y ella dice, eh-eh-eh Unos shots de clase azul y vamos directo al club Porque ella solo quiere, eh Por la noche bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-que-que-queo Bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-queo Por la noche bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-que-que-queo Bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-queo Dale, bebé, hasta abajo y que el piso se desarme (se desarme) Camina con las Yeezy repartiendo los cristales Domina toa la clase Pero cuando está conmigo se derrite y se deshace Nenita, báilele, desaparézcame Correcaminos explotando como un TNT Tú bellaqueándome, yo bellaqueando al cien Mamita, sin mucho pensarlo me voy con usted Nenita, báilele, desaparézcame Correcaminos explotando como un TNT Tú bellaqueándome, yo bellaqueando al cien Mamita, sin mucho pensarlo me voy con usted Quedarme pegada en la pared DJ, súbele al perreo (perreo) Me gusta que me den como es Por la noche bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-que-que-queo Bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo, bellaqueo Bellaque-que-que-que-queo Anitta, Anitta Ah-ah-ah Peso, Peso Pluma Pura doble P (ah) Toma (papi), toma, toma, toma Toma, to-to-to-to-toma (uh) Toma (uh), toma, toma, toma Toma, to-to-to-to-toma

This is that new Anitta, suckers Hmm, let's go! Kiss me from the roof to the lobby Your lips on my body They work like a hobby Wanna see you Kiss me from the roof to the lobby Your lips on my body Then talk 'til you call me Wanna see you Baby, I ain't tryna wait, wait, wait, wait, wait I know that you know this (woo, know this) Two sips in and you've gone straight to my head (okay) Lately I've been on the way, way, way, way, way I know that you know this (know this) Three nights in, you can't leave my bed There's a golden door that leads to paradise-dise Give you all my keys, so let yourself inside, inside (woo) Kiss me from the roof to the lobby (ayy) Your lips on my body (ayy) They work like a hobby Wanna see you Kiss me from the roof to the lobby Your lips on my body Then talk (Anitta) 'til you call me Wanna see you (let's go, let's go) Boy, you and a good, good, good, good massage (massage) You can slide, slide, slide in my garage (garage) And go vroom, vroom, vroom on the gas (on the gas) And watch me-, I clap my ass (ass) Straight to the party, we meeting up in the lobby I'm feelin' kinda naughty, the way he be on my body Missy and Anitta, we rolling up to the party That hottie, he can get the keys to my Bugatti From the roof take it down (down) We going two rounds (rounds) Kiss my neck, making out He wanna eat the cat like it's Mr. Chow (here we go) Chilling in Bahamas, he say I'm a hot momma (hot mama) Baby, what's for dinner? I want that anaconda (that anaconda) What we do tonight, tomorrow I won't remember I'ma back, back it up, baby, you can be the plumber (plumber, hey) Take it down from the roof, open up the door And we gon' head to the floor Kiss me from the roof to the lobby (woo) Your lips on my body (ayy) They work like a hobby Wanna see you (what's up? Let's go) Kiss me from the roof to the lobby Your lips on my body (Anitta) Then talk 'til you call me Wanna see you (see you) Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof (Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof) Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof (Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof) Take it down, take it down, take it down from the roof Wanna see you kiss me from the roof to the lobby