[Intro: Mike Bigga]
Bigga, Boulevard King shit, nigga

[Verse 1: Mike Bigga]
She got a Bugatti body, I wanna run that
And she a hard to kill thrill, ay, where my gun at?
I got them both on my arm, bracelet and timepiece
I only take em together, just call it Siamese
We order Manhattan takeout, you know that Chinese
And then we smoke Thai sticks till we look Thainese

[Chorus]
We swimming in all these women
Some folks thinkin' we crazy, crazy
Crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
(They truly believe that we're nuts)
We swimming in all these women
Will we settle down? Maybe, maybe
Maybe, maybe, maybe, maybe
(I don't know, I don't know)

[Verse 2: Mike Bigga]
They say I'm a fool (I'm a fool!), they say I'm crazy (I'm crazy!)
I'm walkin' out on the perfect lady (I'm gone!)
What they know about walkin' into destiny (they wrong!)
The ?? won't ever get the best of me (oh no!)
What so many need (need!) and deserve this (deserve this!)
Attention bad bitches, I am at your service (attention!)
It's Mr Lay It Long (I am!), Mr Stuff It In (I will)
Mr If She Witit, You Can Bring Your Lovely Friend (for real)
She said you got a woman that keep it straight with me (ok, ok)
I said I got several, couple you could date with me (uh-huh, uh-huh)
I got a Louis lady (I do), I got a Gucci girl (that's two)
I'm looking for a Fendi freak, what you doing girl?
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