[Hook: Cyhi]
Sexy, sexy
Everything is sexy
This girl I got is sexy
This car I drive is sexy
Sexy, sexy
Everything is sexy
This watch I rock is sexy
This new Glock I got is sexy
[Verse 1: Cyhi]
Okay, sexy sexy, all she do is text me
I know she wanna sex me, she said it indirectly
Sexy, I prefer you call me Prynce when you address me
Shawty I ain't Plies but you gotta give me becky
Especially, if you tryna get inside this Chevy
I'm in this bitch stoned like the man that's on my necklace
Got some sour and some purple and I mixed it like them [Leslie?]
I'm smoking Keyshia Cole, you smoking on her sister Neffe
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Diamond]
Why eat your devil's pie? I'd rather swallow pride
These bitches hating, infatuated with my demise
My swagger on ten, which means I'm on one
When opportunity calling believe I'm gon' come
So all that gossip and fussing, bitch we off that
And while you window shopping, bitch I bought that
And I done drove that, wood grain, leather
Yo nigga chose me, guess yo good ain't better
Built like Coca Cola, sex drive like a Rover
Versace on the shoulders, I made 'em p-pull me over
Sexy is the crime right, walking with my butt up
Causing all that traffic, ass jumping like some hiccups
Sexy, sexy
Everything is sexy
This girl I got is sexy
This car I drive is sexy
Sexy, sexy
Everything is sexy
This watch I rock is sexy
This new Glock I got is sexy
[Verse 1: Cyhi]
Okay, sexy sexy, all she do is text me
I know she wanna sex me, she said it indirectly
Sexy, I prefer you call me Prynce when you address me
Shawty I ain't Plies but you gotta give me becky
Especially, if you tryna get inside this Chevy
I'm in this bitch stoned like the man that's on my necklace
Got some sour and some purple and I mixed it like them [Leslie?]
I'm smoking Keyshia Cole, you smoking on her sister Neffe
[Hook x2]
[Verse 2: Diamond]
Why eat your devil's pie? I'd rather swallow pride
These bitches hating, infatuated with my demise
My swagger on ten, which means I'm on one
When opportunity calling believe I'm gon' come
So all that gossip and fussing, bitch we off that
And while you window shopping, bitch I bought that
And I done drove that, wood grain, leather
Yo nigga chose me, guess yo good ain't better
Built like Coca Cola, sex drive like a Rover
Versace on the shoulders, I made 'em p-pull me over
Sexy is the crime right, walking with my butt up
Causing all that traffic, ass jumping like some hiccups
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