Damn, this shit crank (You walk in this club, we gon' shoot you) Let me let y'all know somethin' real quick Let me tell y'all somethin' Come on I'm tired of holdin' my tongue The next girl speak on my name gettin' stomped out right there Nigga, we gettin' it done Ol' girl still mad 'bout a nigga that don't even want her But keep him just 'cause she dumb And my mama ain't raise no dummy So you can have him 'cause I know what he come with Got a hunnid problems and a hunnid bands'll solve 'em Gotta get that easy fix Other opp still broke and mad Gotta pillow talk to get girls on the side Whole time I don't really care 'Cause these goofy hoes never cross my mind I'm too high class, you way too broke So why would you lie on my body? I'm too high class so that was a joke Ain't no one believe that lie I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday This broad must've lost her mind She came back with her friends, still got crushed Y'all can't beat me combined I think I'm the baddest in the room You gotta blame my mama With a face like hers and a mug like this I gotta defend her honor With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank Instead of taking me out to eat How 'bout you take me to the bank? Instead of takin' me to pops I'm thinkin' Miami, Florida They say I'm one of them ones They sayin' I got aura They say: Bri3 comin' up And all I did was keep my patience I can't wait till I get rich I know the opps gon' be outrageous Why you mix up prints and think you can dress? Lil' mama, it's givin' tacky Can't tell me nothin' if no money involved Last time I checked, you ain't my daddy I'm gettin' flowers from boys in middle school Who used to call me blackie You know all of a sudden I'm chocolate, cute, gorgeous They tryna get at me I'm just seventeen, I'm runnin' it up I'm takin' trips out Cincinnati I was gettin' bored till they mentioned money They lost me then they had me I just had to smack a girl last Tuesday This broad must've lost her mind She came back with her friends, still got crushed Y'all can't beat me combined I think I'm the baddest in the room You gotta blame my mama With a face like hers and a mug like this I gotta defend her honor With a smile like this and a voice like this I gotta maintain my rank Instead of taking me out to eat How 'bout you take me to the bank? Instead of takin' me to pops I'm thinkin' Miami, Florida They say I'm one of them ones They sayin' I got aura