[Intro]
Ayy, CJ
[Verse 1: CEO]
I walk around like I am the man (Yeah)
Turns out (What?), I'm the man
You can see it in a demon
I'm creepin'
Her panties is leakin'
Leave the scene, I'm fleetin'
I'ma send 'bout ten dawgs
That can have you up on a shelf
Karate chop, Black Belt
Hot boy, I might melt
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga help
Free my cousin out the cell (Out the cell)
Profit comin' in the mail (Mail)
I never take a L (No)
I'm big dog status (What?)
Nigga, fuck that scale (Nigga, fuck that scale)
Nigga, why you mad at me? (Why?)
'Cause I fucked your bitch? (Ha)
'Cause you walked in on her (Damn)
While she suckin' my dick? (Ah)
That's a Kodak moment
Let me take this flick
Trunk lows in the Hummer
We ain't worried 'bout shit (No)
Ayy, CJ
[Verse 1: CEO]
I walk around like I am the man (Yeah)
Turns out (What?), I'm the man
You can see it in a demon
I'm creepin'
Her panties is leakin'
Leave the scene, I'm fleetin'
I'ma send 'bout ten dawgs
That can have you up on a shelf
Karate chop, Black Belt
Hot boy, I might melt
I ain't worried 'bout a nigga help
Free my cousin out the cell (Out the cell)
Profit comin' in the mail (Mail)
I never take a L (No)
I'm big dog status (What?)
Nigga, fuck that scale (Nigga, fuck that scale)
Nigga, why you mad at me? (Why?)
'Cause I fucked your bitch? (Ha)
'Cause you walked in on her (Damn)
While she suckin' my dick? (Ah)
That's a Kodak moment
Let me take this flick
Trunk lows in the Hummer
We ain't worried 'bout shit (No)
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