Turn the music up for me Chris
Sosa baby, GBE baby
Bang bang
Bang bang
Sosa baby, GBE baby
I fucked up, fucking hoes and coming home
And whole time, you was with me right or wrong
And now Im rich, and I gotta spend nights alone
Im busy on the road, howd I found time to write this song?
Baby, yous delirious
Baby, you a big time
I know Im a dog, but I done fucked your sister
You can be a teacher, I can be your listener
I can be the boat, and you can be the fisher
Youre so strong, can I come home?
Baby, you so toned
Your faith is like woah
Yo, baby do you wanna slow dance? 
Oh, do you wanna hold hands? 
No, I do not want your friends 
Ow, Im chasing you like oh man 
Your curves are so righteous
How do you do it, like that?
Your face suitable for my chest
And youre so fine, I like that
You can smoke all my weed, my weed, my weed
And she say, Why me, why me, why me?
Girl youre looking Chinese, Chinese, Chinese
From smoking my weed, my weed, my weed
Baby you are my, my, my, my, my, my
You are so just right, right, right, right, right
I love you so, Aiyayayayayai!
I’m sorry if I lied, I’m not that bright
Yo, baby do you wanna slow dance? 
Oh, do you wanna hold hands? 
No, I do not want your friends 
Ow, Im chasing you like oh man