text: Lets play big bank take little bank
  You are looking at a shark in a fish tank
  When Im in the kitchen, I make plenty cash
  Tell shawty come here, she got plenty ass
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
  So when I back back, Im fronting on you niggas
  First I pack back, Louis backpack
  Wheres Paris Hilton? Wheres Kat Stacks?
  Im Rambo with this ammunition, my camo come from Tru Religion
  Them broke hoes cant pay attention
  Your cutie missing, New Edition
  Mr. Telephone man, theres something wrong with my line
  When I call my babys number, I get a click every time
  Every line is dope, you can snort it
  Working in the pot, I can make it do aerobics
  Im haterphobic, they mad cause Im winning
  They busy high and catching, mad cause Im pinching
  All my bitches different, all my diamonds glistening
  My weed so loud, everybody listen
  They say its for the birds, so I bought a kilo
  My Boost Mobile chirping, it must be my amigo
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  Yeah, I love them strippers
  In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
  So when I back back, Im fronting on you niggas
  2 Chainz, you fucking crazy, muhfuckas know, Im fucking crazy
  Fuck wrong with these bitches lately?
  Bitches better get on they knees and praise me
  Bitch, I rep that Rich Gang, wheres Stunna? Wheres Wayne?
  Thats red on my wristband, SB, Mack Maine
  Tell Tyga, lookin for this bitch called Blac Chyna
  Take a nigga bitch in a hot flash, menopause hot flash
  Yes, thats why Im crowned queen
  And I aint lookin for the prom king
  These hoes careers aint promising
  Killing these bitches, crime scene
  Ohh, thats how a bitch do it
  Fifty black trucks gonna follow when I pull up
  This shit hit you in the chin, like a pull up
  My door so cocky, my door so stuck up
  Ohh, hop up out the space car
  Bitches, stay pressed, I call them a space bar 
  Man, I wish a bitch would
  Hundred-thousand dollar engine, I wish a bitch could
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
  So when I back, back, Im fronting on you niggas
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  Yeah, I love them strippers 
  In my foreign car, got the trunk by the engine
  So when I back, back, Im fronting on you niggas
  Wait I dont even think these niggas understood what the fuck I just said
  I said, hundred-thousand dollar engine
  I wish a bitch could, like the little engine that could, ya dig!
  2 Chainz