You get back to the hotel and stay there I like it here Go on, get moving I said I like it here Well, I can change that in a hurry Yeah, yeah Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint Who wanna battle me? (I'm a cold motherfucker) West coast, bitch West coast, west coast, bitch Respect my space Get out my face You're being replaced (yeah) Your whole history is being erased No memory of you, not even a trace You're not in my memory bank I'm the one pumped Just remember your aim I'm smoking the dank (yup) Go hard in the paint Who you supposed to be? 'Cause I'm drawing a blank You're dead to me, fool Starting to stink (yeah) Look at my shape, candy red like the paint Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint Trying to be him, but nigga, you can't Respect my space (respect it) Respect my space (respect it) Respect my space Get out my face, you're being replaced (yup) Respect it, respect it Respect my space Get out my face, you're being replaced Yo king respect my space Tell that queen here come that ace I never chase (no), I just replace (yup) She gave me that cash, ass and face And her voice ain't got no bass (none) And her baby hairs don't come with lace (no) She know her place when I'm on the case She at home, bitch, watching the safe Make sure that it's safe If it ain't safe, she'll pull out that thang and give you a taste Lay you to waste before she say grace I'm on my way home at a snail's pace Respect my space (respect it) Respect my space (respect it) Respect my space Get out my face, you're being replaced Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint Bitches will faint, respect my space Get out my face, you're being replaced