text: You dont have to feel bad for me
  If you don’t decide to answer, babe
  Away, give it all up to me
  I know you like a dancer, babe
  Call me anytime you wanna get it
  I could have it crackin for you
  Ima call you up before this exit
  Don’t let me catch you actin brand new
  You aint gotta ask
  Cause you know Im on the way
  Got my hands behind my waist
  Now my legs is givin way
  We gon have to crash
  If you keep tryna play
  Just to put me on my ass
  Just so you could get a taste
  Now do you have the range? How I get it from high low
  This chopper on ya head, then Im leavin’ ya mind blown
  Now he wanna ménage with him, me and my clone
  Nickname is Lola, can we make it fly low?
  Grip game a choker, now beat it, no FlyLo
  I’ma lose my mind on it, can I take my time on it?
  Ima stop breathin’, he callin me psycho
  Now he fingerin the key, pretty please maestro
  Need a wheelchair when I leave, no need for light strokes
  Pay all these bitches dust like they came from Cairo
  His head spinnin, check the engine, let me ride slow
  Don’t spit no game when Im the cheat code, nigga
  Just relax, Ima calm you with a pre-roll
  Dont act shy when you pull up on a freak 
  He look alive tiI show him how I   
  Oye loca ven paca
  Now you scream out Mami, dont stop
  Dont need a ring and Im still the master
  And he professor and Im like Ms. Parker
  I make it rain like he need a parka
  And bus and dip like Im doin drive by
  Call me anytime you wanna get it
  I could have it crackin for you
  Ima call you up before this exit
  Dont let me catch you actin brand new
  You aint gotta ask
  Cause you know Im on the way
  Got my hands behind my waist
  Now my legs is givin way
  We gon have to crash
  If you keep tryna play
  Just to put me on my ass
  Just so you could get a taste
  Pull up and eat it again, no Queen Key
  Come home to me, lets fuck, no Queen B
  I know you prefer when I am all me
  But I made sure you could grip on my weave
  Inches to my waist, tickle your face when I am grinding it
  Cowgirl in reverse, make it a hearse, Ill ride or die on it
  Take a minute, we could slow down, chop screw
  Speed up, we could master it
  Its your fuckin world and Im just out here gettin smacked in it, ha
  So just pull on up
  Or Ima call your bluff
  If you aint in no rush
  Slide that thing up in my... huh
  Call me anytime you wanna get it
  I could have it crackin for you
  Ima call you up before this exit
  Dont let me catch you actin brand new
  You aint gotta ask
  Cause you know Im on the way
  Got my hands behind my waist
  Now my legs is givin way
  We gon have to crash
  If you keep tryna play
  Just to put me on my ass
  Just so you could get a taste