| You can’t roll a blunt to this one |
| You gotta, you gotta well, ya gotta light a J |
| You gotta puff a J on this one |
| You can’t even drink Crist-OWL on this one |
| You gotta drink Crist-ALL |
| Buy some red wine, a little Gocha 9−7 |
| This is for the grown and sexy, uhh |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| Ex-cuse me; what’s your name? |
| Shawna is so pretty she so contagious i cant take it have my baby shawna lets |
| do it shawna loves lil fizz |
| (Pharrell: So hot to trot. la-dy!) |
| Excuse me miss, what’s your name? |
| Can you come, hang with me? |
| Possibly, can I take you out, to-night |
| You already know what it’s hittin for |
| Ma I got whatever outside and you know what I’m sittin on |
| 50/50 venture with them S dots kickin off |
| Armadale poppin now, only bring a nigga more |
| Only thing missin is a Misses |
| You ain’t even gotta do the dishes, got two dishwashers |
| Got one chef, one maid, all I need is a partner |
| to play spades with the cards up, ALL TRUST |
| Who else you gon' run with, the truth is us |
| Only dudes movin units — Em, Pimp Juice and us |
| . it’s the Roc in here! |
| Maebach outside got (?) air |
| PJ’s on the runway, Young got air |
| I don’t land at a airport, I call it the clearport |
| Therefore, I don’t wanna hear more |
| back and forth about who’s hot as Young, holla! |
| Sex-cuse me… damn! |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| I got my Gocha 9−7 on right now |
| La-dy. |
| You gotta puff a J to this one |
| Can’t roll a blunt up to this one boy |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| Ex-cuse me; what’s your name? (AOWW!) |
| Cause I see some ladies tonight |
| that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z |
| So hot to trot. la-dy! What’s your name? |
| Cause I see some ladies tonight |
| that should be rollin wit Jay-Z, Jay-Z |
| You’re so foxy girl. you’re so hot to trot. |
| Everybody’s like, «He's no item! Please don’t like him. |
| He don’t wife 'em, he one nights 'em!» |
| Now she don’t like him, she never met him |
| Groupies try to take advantage of him, he won’t let 'em |
| He don’t need 'em, so he treats 'em like he treats 'em |
| Better them than me, she don’t agree with him |
| She’s mad at that, he’s not havin that |
| So those opposites attract like mag-a-nets |
| She sees more than the Benz wagon, the friends taggin along |
| with a flashy nigga braggin on the song |
| She gets a glimpse of Shawn and she likes that |
| He 2-ways her, so she writes back |
| Smiley faces after all of her phrases |
| Either she the one or I’m caught in «The Matrix» |
| But fukkit, let the +Fish-burne+ |
| Red or green pill, you live and you learn, c’mon! |
| Sex-cuse me… damn! |
| You gotta throw on your fine linens for this one |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| You might go, you mighta gotta go get you some Scooby Doo’s |
| La-dy. |
| Gotta throw on ya Scooby Doo’s; those are shoes by the way |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Gotta throw on Scooby Doo’s, hehehehe |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| Ex-cuse me; what’s your name? |
| This for the grown and sexy, only for the grown and sexy |
| So hot to trot. la-dy! What’s your name? |
| Woo! |
| You’re so foxy girl. you’re so hot to trot. |
| Love let’s go half on a son, I know my past ain’t one |
| you can easily get past, but that chapter is done |
| … but I’m done readin for now |
| Remember spades face up, you can believe him for now |
| But ma you got a f’real f’serious role |
| I’m bout to give you all the keys and security codes |
| Bout to show you where the cheese, let you know I ain’t playin |
| But, before I jump out the window, what’s your name? |
| Sex-cuse me… damn! |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| La-dy. |
| You’re so contagious, I can’t take it |
| Have my baby, let’s just make it |
| Ex-cuse me; what’s your name? |
| So hot to trot. la-dy! What’s your name? |
| You’re so foxy girl. you’re so hot to trot. |