[Verse 1 Amy with Nick] Yellow model chick Yellow bottle sippin Yellow Lamborghini Yellow top missin Yup, yup! That stuff look like a toup I get what you get in 10 years, in 2 days Ladies love me, Im on my Cool J If you get what I get, what would you say? He wax it on and off, Mr. Miyagi And em suicide doors, HariKari [Hook Karmin] Look at me now Look at me now, oh Im gettin paper! Look at me now, oh Look at me now, yeahyeahyeah! Fresher than a muh... what?! [Verse 2 Amy] Little jigga bigger than gorilla Cause Im tryin to kill every jigga that tryn to be on my stuff Better cuff your man if you with him I cant get him cause he accidentally slip and fall on my crack Oops, I said on my crack, I aint really mean to say on my crack But since were talkin about my crack All you haters say hi to that [Interlude Amy Nick] Im done... No, really though, Im not done! Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Lets go! [Verse 2 Amy] Cause I feel like Im running And I feel like a gotta get away, get away, get away Better know that I dont and I wont ever stop Cause you know I gotta win everydayday See, they dont really really wanna pop me Just know that youll never stop me And I know I can be a little cocky Ooh! You aint never gonna flop me Every time I come a jigga gotta set it Then I got it going, then I gotta get it Then I gotta blow it, and then Im gonna shudder Any little thing the jigga think that hed be doin Cause it doesent matter, cause Im gonna dadadada Then Im gonna murder everything and anything Abadaboom, badabing, I gotta do a lot of things And make it clearer to a couple of jiggas that Im always winnin And I gotta get it again and again and again And I be doin it to death and now I move a little foul A jigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style Jiggas know that Im the best when it come to doin this And I be bangin on my chest And I bang in the east and I bang in the west And I come to give you more, and I will never gave you less You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press Do you really wanna know whats next? See, the way we on it, when we all up in the race And you know we gotta go dont try to keep up with the pace And we strugglin and hustlin and sendin in and gettin in And always gotta do it, take it to another place Gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it, I gotta cut through all this traffic Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it! [Hook] Man, forget these haters! How yall doin? Im Lil Tunechi, Im a nuisance, I go stupid I go dumb like The Three Stooges I dont eat sushi, Im the stuff No pollution, no substitution Now Im chillin playin movies in my jacuzzi, fruit is juicy I never gave a damn about a hater Got money on my radar, dress like a skater Got a big house, came with an elevator You jiggas aint eatin, go tell a waiter Marley said shoot em and I said okay You on that bullsh Im like ol! Dont care what you say, so dont even speak Your boyfriend a freak like Cirque du Soleil Thats word to my flag, and my flag red Im outta my head, yo, Im outta my mind From the bottom I climb, you aint hotter than mine Nope, not on my time, not even tryin Whats poppin, slime? Nothin, five! And if they trippin forget em, five Aint got no time to shuck and jive These jiggas as sweet as pumpkin pie Ciroc and Sprite in a private flight Yo, I been tight since guiding light And my pockets white, my diamonds white My mommas nice and my daddys gone Yo, please be scared, cause Im too wild Been here for a while, I was like no trial I puts it down, Im so Young Money You got eyes, look at me now, oh! [Hook] [Outro Amy] Okay... Okay! Is that right?! Im fresher than a muhwhat?
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