I mean what can I say?
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me?
And my hom-and my homies all singin' to it,
3oh...3oh!3.
I ain't callin' for a close-up
No clubs, no cars, bitches with their nose jobs
No dubs, no stars
I'm'a do it how i always have; whiskey in a 40 bag
Pissin' in the alleyway out back where the party's at
I'm'a spend it on a new whip, new hat, new kicks
Bitches with the huge tits, new gat, new slips,
I'm'a do it how i always do; sleep until the break of noon
Wakin' just to make it through another night of shakin' you
[x2]
I mean what can I say?
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me?
And turn it up on your radio; I got 200 seconds and I'm ready to go.
I ain't singin' on a new lease
No cooks, no keys
Models with the nose bleeds,
White lace, gold beads
I'm'a run it like a marathon; party 'til i'm 50
Wake up on my parents
Them cops still out to get me
And i ain't sippin' on a mixed drink, pinkie out, lips pink
Talkin' to a rich skank filled up like a sperm bank
I'm'a go where i always go; drinks are on the house
Whiskey's on the rocks while your sister's on my mouth
[x2]
I mean what can I say?
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me?
And turn it up on the radio; i got 200 seconds and i'm ready to go
And if i was a rich man
I'd never be to sea
Could i take you anyways; would you come with me, baby?
And if i was a sick man
I'd never meant to be
Would you love me anyways; and would you marry me?
[x4]
I mean what can I say?
Three babies in the backseat singin' to you
Hey DJ, won't you play that song for me?
And turn it up on the radio; i got 200 seconds and i'm ready to go