| Aiyo, tell me how you like it | 
| Shorty, I can fill necklace with ice bricks | 
| Big houses and jewelry and nice whips | 
| And all you gotta do is tell me how you like, now how you like it? | 
| (I tell you how I like it | 
| And you ain’t gotta try and buy me with nice gifts | 
| We can probably take a ride in your Lexus, slide on the nightshift | 
| Real real it, that’s how I like it) | 
| See, I’m the type of chick that’ll call his phone | 
| At two thirty in the morn', like I’m home alone | 
| I gots to smoke, come over, make him think we fucking | 
| And when he get here, nothing, I only need a Dutch | 
| If it’s mine, don’t touch it, give it time, don’t rush it | 
| And I never do displays of affection in public | 
| I’m Remy, and you can’t control your liquor | 
| Give you negative, you still ain’t get the picture | 
| I ain’t a gold digger, I’m a go getta | 
| And I got money, I ain’t fucking with a broke nigga | 
| Not even close, nigga, yeah I need that gwop | 
| See I like convertibles, I don’t need that top | 
| I’m P.C., respect the don | 
| Trick, I can switch a till Coupe from a MetroCard | 
| Drive cars, no rules, where the trees is palm | 
| Nice weather, everyday and the weed’s the bomb | 
| You don’t believe, that my cream is long? | 
| I got money to burn, but never trick for these sleezy broads | 
| All they getting is a dick in they back | 
| If I ever did, trick, when they leave me, they giving it back | 
| I like late night creeps, with a late night freak | 
| Hot sex in the car, with the case, might be | 
| Long strokes when I pipe it, I can give you nice dick | 
| And all you gotta do is tell me how you like it | 
| Yo, I like 'em sassy, with a little touch of class | 
| Take a redbone, sprinkle low a Stacey Dash | 
| Body smooth, sorta like a baby’s ass | 
| Head game crazy, shorty almost made me crash | 
| I like 'em 5'9, and a chocolate diva | 
| BK chick, bring a nigga chocolate reefer | 
| Sticky black, no garbage either | 
| Freak in the bed, and know how to palm the heater | 
| I like a chick that knows to respect the don | 
| When it come to strength, no doubt, respect is on | 
| She gon' ride, whenever the pressure’s on | 
| And Transform on your ass like a Decepticon | 
| Stick and move with the weapon drawn | 
| Bonnie and Clyde, we ride with our vests on | 
| She ain’t afraid to protect the God | 
| She a snotty chick, that stay disrespecting y’all |