| Bout to hit the club in my city |
| Got some bad bitches wanna come with me |
| Is that your girl? I know she wanna get a taste |
| She turn around and then I give that ass a grade |
| And she got that ass |
| Know she got that ass |
| Got that letter A, A, A, A |
| And she got that ass |
| Know she got that ass |
| Got that letter A, A, A, A |
| You got that A+ baby |
| I’m mobbin', mobbin' through the city |
| Know I got my niggas ridin' with me, yeah |
| If you ain’t Tuxedo gang then you know you lame |
| Ridin' round with all gold everything |
| Everything, everything |
| Celebrate my birthday like everyday |
| Everyday, everyday |
| I run my city and that’s on me |
| Better not have no panties on, can’t see me |
| And if you do, i make 'em disappear like a genie |
| Cause I wanna see that body |
| Just promise baby that you ain’t gon' tell nobody |
| Body, body, ain’t gon' tell nobody |
| If you do it good girl I might just take you shopping |
| Shopping, shopping, might just take you shopping |
| I’ma knock that kitty out the park, call be Barry Bonds yeah |