See I was trynna do what I gotta (yeah) You see I been around the globe but no I'm not a trotter (uh) I'm just a fiend for them green for them dollars (right) So baby I don't mean what I mean when I holla (I'm sorry) After models, could blame it on the bottles, but The truth is, I aint into excuses The hoes love it when they see the coupe roof-less That's why I'm always on that new shit Cause, when I dropped in, hoes drop in At the hotel and soon we got the clothes droppin The game- they kept callin me but no stoppin I'm on the road doin shows so you can go shoppin Now, you lonely moved on me In the hood word is you got a new homie But I aint mad, do you homie Cause for me it's mic check 1, 2 homie...
Up on a play on the way out, London, UK Shorty at homie cryin out 'won't you stay' (what's wrong wit you) She can't stand the fact I'll be back in 2 days Top all that I attract the groupies So she sick til her tummy hurts Honey-dip don't understand how money works She said I work too hard with no play She don't that that I'm out there where them hoes stay (yeah) Or in the back of the club all in that rosay End of the night Ima alcohol her I'm all up in the Waldorf Historia In the suite with Miranda and Claudia Weekend love is all that I can offer her So when I get home I'm more like a foreigner I'm in and out from NY to Florida LA to TX then South of the Border
Baby girl, baby baby girl As soon as I'm back I'll take you around the world I know it's whack I put ya life through hell I try to compromise with gifts babes, but still This is real til the death of me Cause you stuck around when there was nothin left of me You was there for me, plus you cared for me So forever you will always get respect from me (let's go...)
Baby your love means so much to me With you is where I always wanna be Lovin you makes my life complete You make my life complete- oh-ohhhohhh
She said she said she said she said she said she said Baby girl, baby baby girl... baby girl, baby baby girl