text: Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  Hit me on the celly, watching Belly
  Gods son, I can see they study Makaveli
  Peanut butter Benz, got em jelly at the deli
  If you feelin like a ninja, I got a machete
  Hell yeah, them girls bad, but Im fuckin heavy
  Ima fuck around and have em lookin like spaghetti
  I say some shit, he be like, Yo, you so legendary
  But he can tell just by my face, he aint gettin any, kyuh
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy
  Meet me at the Rucker, take the Bruckner
  Its just me and Young Yucka, takin suckers
  For they money and they whips, puttin kitten on lips
  Dividin them dividends, get the money and dip
  Keys to the niggas safe, put it under my tits
  He got kis of that raw, it could fit in the six
  Got a UPS connect, so we good on them trips
  Automatic bottle service so we good in them VIPs, nigga
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy
  These civilians
  What up, nigga? Excuse my millions
  I-I-Im in the V like a widows peak
  Its just me and my Rolls Royce pillow seats
  Why they starin at me? I brung McLaren with me
  Yo, matter of fact, I think Ima bring Donna Karan with me
  And you my son, Iont know, its just the parent in me
  I am the best, I am the queen, its so apparent in me
  Im in Hollywood with Shia Labeouf
  Most of you rappers aint eatin, that diet is rough
  You want some hot shit? Send that wire to us
  Ill make em change they name to Diddy, retire the puff
  Im gettin actin money
  You niggas is Kevin Hart, yall be actin funny
  Ima a keep a linebacker, tell em tackle for me
  Yo, you seen my last pic, go double-tap that for me
  Cock back
  Red octagon, stop that
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy
  Plenty more for you, boy
  We in the funky four-door, no floor
  He was serving that raw, oh, boy
  She was making that noise, oh, boy