(Lloyd Banks talking) Smokin dame! Part 2!
(Pharell) Beautiful, just want you to know
You are my favorite girl
(Lloyd Banks) G-Unit!
You'se a hood rat
Just want you to know
You get no dough
(laughter)
i walked by Captured her sight
It had to be the ice
Brown skin, eyes slanted like Russel Simmons' wife
Now I'm thinking bout bustin in her twice
Blond, color cornrolls; best customer in sight (aiight)
Her body tight
Too tough not to look
Luie Vutton shoes, gator puff pocket book
her smile light up a room, a Colgate grin
I'm in the Spurs trowback, with the smoke gray Tim's
Big cup full of Hennessy
(Nah) That bitch ain't my girl
Which whenever I'm around she pretend to be
Look, I don't dance as much (no)
I'm in the club with the toast
If you wonderin why I'm pulling my pants up
My nympho lives on the edge and watches the WNBA wears braids and headbands
She cute; plus her brain sick
And she don't flip when I look at another chick cause she lookin at the same bitch
(Pharell) Beautiful, just want you to know
You are my favorite girl
(Lloyd Banks) G-Unit!
You'se a hood rat
Just want you to know
You get no dough
(gunshot)