[00:01.13] Uh, hello, can I speak to, uh, uh [00:06.83] Yeah, you know who you are, look [00:08.28] You had no idea what ya dealing with [00:10.55] Something on some of this realest shit [00:13.09] Pop champagne, I'll give you a sip [00:14.94] 'Bout to go dumb, how come? [00:16.90] Yeah, that's my bitch [00:21.37] That's my bitch [00:24.28] Sh-shorty right there? [00:25.88] That's my bitch [00:30.20] That's my bitch [00:34.33] I've been waiting for a long, long time [00:38.58] Just to get off and throw my hands up high [00:42.56] And live my life, and live my life [00:47.16] Just to get off and throw my hands up high [00:53.01] I paid for them titties, get your own [00:54.84] It ain't safe in the city, watch the throne [00:57.32] She say I care more about them basquion's [00:59.47] Basquiats, she learning a new word, it's yacht [01:01.71] Blew the world up as soon as I hit the club with her [01:03.85] Too Short called, told me I fell in love with her [01:06.18] Seen by actors, ball players and drug dealers [01:08.43] And some lesbians that never loved niggas [01:10.59] Twisted love story, True Romance [01:12.65] Mary Magdalene from a pole dance [01:14.87] I'm a freak huh, rock star life [01:17.01] The second girl with us, that's our wife [01:19.39] Hey boys and girls, I got a new riddle [01:21.17] Who's the new old perv that's tryna play second fiddle? [01:23.49] No disrespect, I'm not tryna belittle [01:25.51] But my dick worth money I put Monie in the middle [01:27.50] I've been waiting for a long long time (Where she at? In the middle) [01:31.32] Just to get off and throw my hands up high [01:35.19] And live my life, and live my life [01:40.06] Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high [01:45.42] Swilling little licks and mixes 'til mornin' [01:49.53] I'm yearning, ooh, yeah [01:54.55] Could I maybe have another dab of your potion? [01:58.10] Stop motion, ooh, yeah [02:03.01] Go harder than a nigga for a nigga, go figure [02:05.24] Told me keep my own money if we ever did split up [02:07.30] How could somethin' so gangsta be so pretty in pictures? [02:09.64] Ripped jeans and a blazer and some Louboutin slippers [02:12.02] Uh, Picasso was alive he woulda made her [02:14.37] That's right nigga, Mona Lisa can't fade her [02:16.61] I mean Marilyn Monroe, she's quite nice [02:18.63] But why all the pretty icons always all white? [02:21.12] Put some colored girls in the MoMA [02:23.23] Half these broads ain't got nothing on Willona [02:25.31] Don't make me bring Thelma in it [02:27.15] Bring Halle, bring Penélope and Salma in it, uh [02:30.19] Back to my Beyoncés, you deserve three stacks word to Andre [02:33.60] Call Larry Gagosian, you belong in mo-seums [02:36.19] You belong in vintage clothes crushing the whole building [02:38.58] You belong with niggas who used to be known for dope dealin' [02:40.85] You too dope for any of those civilians [02:42.95] Now shoo, children, stop lookin' at her tits [02:45.09] Get your own dog, ya heard? That's my bitch [02:46.34] I've been waiting for a long long time [02:50.21] Just to get off and throw my hands up high [02:54.89] And live my life, and live my life [02:59.25] Just to get off and throw my hands up high, high, high, high [03:05.02]