text: Young money, young, young, young, young money, young mula baby
  And I can smell her looking at I
  She recognize real I dont wear no disguise
  And I can see it in her eyes
  She fucking me with her eyes
  She fucking me with her eyes
  She fucking me with her eyes
  She fucking me with her eyes, yeah
  Gazing out the window of somethin foreign
  Thinking to myself-self
  How come getting money never gets boring
  How come getting money never gets boring
  Baby I got a stack now whatcha gon do for it
  Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
  Shawty I got a stack now whatcha gone do for it
  Can you bring it back like a muthafuckin chorus
  Girl I am hotter than poppa bears pourage
  Baby can I put ma private parts in ya storage
  I can treat ya flower like a muthafuckin florist
  Shawty we can kick it like ma name Chuck Norris
  Haha, yeah
  Her chanel frames are like X-rays
  She see us out the club and into the bed
  She picture me in her head and her givin head
  Handcuffs and whips Im a sex slave
  No wraps on ma back, rah, whatcha name?
  I yell kunta rah kunta kinte
  With one foot off I still try to escape but who can I run to like escape
  I guess I got some attention to pay
  The girl blazin like a doughnut on a early sunday
  And I could be the chocolate on top of her sundae
  She lookin at me like a fat bitch infront of entree
  You see she wreckless eye baller feelin a nigga swagga
  If looks was fuckin no telling how many kids we done had
  Got me feelin like Missy, cause she all in my grill
  And be face off the peel time to give her that whip a peel
  Betcha I can get her home, 4 shots of patron
  And then I know its on tell my niggas look Im gone
  Ma you grown so dont worry bout your girls tryna criticize
  One night with Mack & babygirl youll be dick-notized
  Fatten up your hips and thighs
  Help that ass bout out
  And on the next song tell her give ma dick a shout out
  See she could be ma sockee
  And I could be her plug
  Or she could be ma fiend and I could be her drug
  No disguise
  All I do is ice grill em
  Then he get hard again
  He know my pussy stay warmer than a cardigan
  Slippery, slimey, excuse me dont mind me
  Say its too fat for me to be this tiny
  Im such a maniac, lemme get some brainiac
  You know that special head, like Im in special ed
  Got me givin you these nasty looks
  Stick me up with the uh, thats the nasty jooks
  Now, I get him rockier than a caveman
  I deep deep I deep throat it till it cave in
  Uh, you know you like that
  Now putcha putcha ring on
  Where ya wife at?
  The Mistress