text: Chingy-ling, Soulja Boy , Gucci Mane 
  Yall know who it is, huh? Lets go 
  Soulja Boy tell em 
  Wrist so icy, wrist so icy, Gucci
  , thats right
  She say she want a balla got stacks there by the bar
  She say she want a balla like me, thats a star
  She say she want a balla that drive a lil Civic
  Put a pistol in his lap cause in the streets your balla hit it
  He say he want a broad like me thats thick
  He say he want a broad like me, a real chick
  He say he want a broad that get it in the bed
  Let him hit it from the back, then give him good head
  She want that good shit, that good shit, gone with that bullshit
  Soulja Boy and Chingy players, Gucci, thats the dream team
  No on my mansion, party at the Hamptons
  Soulja Boy a murderer, Gucci got it down
  Made my H2 Hummer of them H, got em climbin
  Aw, not pretentious but my field of view declinin
  Im rockin yellow diamonds, neck plates shinin
  Im Gucci Mane prodigy so I keep grindin
  Blind out A8, if Im in London you cant find me
  A big bank roll and got 12 right behind me
  Aint gon pull it over, shawty in the passenger
  My car is European, my dro is straight from Amsterdam
  Gucci bandana, while I be in the Carribean
  Im sipping on Dom Pérignon, aint no tussin, man
  Im flyin, my eyes tight, how much more can they tighten?
  Soulja Boy tell em, Gucci Mane the alliance
  She say she want a balla got stacks there by the bar
  She say she want a balla like me, thats a star
  She say she want a balla that drive a lil Civic
  Put a pistol in his lap cause in the streets your balla hit it
  He say he want a broad like me thats thick
  He say he want a broad like me, a real chick
  He say he want a broad that get it in the bed
  Let him hit it from the back, then give him good head
  Baby, Ill be your co-pilot, mama do the drivin
  Let me take you shopping, baby, you can be my stylist
  Let me be the treasurer, et cetera, et cetera
  More lettuce than a caesar salad, get my lady 
  My yellow girl, my yellow car, them off-road parts scream be cautious
  Gucci bag with Gucci rings and Gucci shoes, they hundred dollars
  Probably just some polos, I was just a balla
  Have your dolly then walk in Gucci hunnids
  Heres a warning, if you want me, when you gettin pretty like 
  Keep a hundred on me, I keep it a hundred, honey
  AK, hold my money, homie, AR 
  I dont wanna shoot you, homie, Im just tryna fuck, lil buddy
  She say she want a balla got stacks there by the bar
  She say she want a balla like me, thats a star
  She say she want a balla that drive a lil Civic
  Put a pistol in his lap cause in the streets your balla hit it
  He say he want a broad like me thats thick
  He say he want a broad like me, a real chick
  He say he want a broad that get it in the bed
  Let him hit it from the back, then give him good head
  Star- whips, so I call it bubblicious
  Had a bad asian broad to clean my house and do the dishes
  Aint gotta tell her, well do something and you know that 
  Lets sync interest with the gay, whipin it up in the kitchen, ay
  Im one of the freshest left, girl you know Im fresh to death
   by myself, the sink was full just like a F
  My eyes long as 30 streets, truck fit no 30s, b
  Gram, got 30 on me, fuck it, Im on me
  Lets get lil mama thick, pussy like a baby monkey
  Bless that third verse so chunky, call me quick, I am way too funky
  The static pop off, my whole team bookin fifties
  Saw me ridin chains with me like
  She say she want a balla got stacks there by the bar
  She say she want a balla like me, thats a star
  She say she want a balla that drive a lil Civic
  Put a pistol in his lap cause in the streets your balla hit it
  He say he want a broad like me thats thick
  He say he want a broad like me, a real chick
  He say he want a broad that get it in the bed
  Let him hit it from the back, then give him good head