Текст:
You got my attention, baby, go do what you do
Eviction notice, know you gon’ have to make a move
All this ice in my Rollie, no wonder I play it cool
Ain’t no I in team, but I got my eyes on you
I watch it bounce when she walk
She lick her lips when she talk
I throw her in that Bentley coupé with the top off like Mardi Gras
All that cake, come get you some filling
Like a soap opera, watch all my children
Hit it so long that she might lose feeling
With her legs in the air, she gon’ walk on the ceiling