Wait, hold up, is that you? With them big ol' thighs after school? Jay 305 had gave me high five when I said I'm in hot pursuit You said "I won't ride until SB drive a new Monte Carlo that cruise" And that shot my pride, I tried to improv but no freestyle'll ever do You're lookin for the nigga with the tallest 'fetti You're overlookin every nigga that ain't quite ready To make it rain on you like about to break a levee - HOLD UP! That pussy petty Yeah yo' nails did, yo' hair did, yo' cell phone is selfish It only got numbers that come with a Hummer, her new primadonna I smelt it Tried to make you mine hoe, tried to make some time hoe But I ain't got the time or the patience to stop and wait in line hoe Her dreams holds Versace, she fall for Armani Only deal with rich niggaz, fuck you and Mitt Romney I'm grown now, I'm on my own now, I'm po-o-o-oppin Change my phone now, when I get home now I got o-o-o-options Fast forward, wait, is that you? With them big ol' thighs after school? And yo' three kids and three baby daddies and car note that's overdue? I know