[Intro]
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Spilled it right in her hand though
Know what I'm talkin' 'bout?
Oohwee (Reco on the beat so I can kill this beat)

[Chorus]
Wockhardt drippin' on her nipple
I'm a player type of n***a, lil' ho, plain and simple
Tom Ford on my skin, got her showin' all her dimples
It's a box on the Glock, try me out, I won't miss you
Made by Rich God, nah, these ain't Gallery (Yeah)
Money I done spent at Louis, that's a doctor salary (Yeah, yeah)
I'm the type to slap security if they ever handle me (Yeah, ayy)
It can be Tyson Fury, still divin' in his teeth (Oohwee)

[Verse]
Know I'm sayin'? What you talkin' 'bout? (Talkin' 'bout)
Catch me with three black bitches up in Waffle House (Waffle House)
Got a bag full of 'za, they thought it was brussel sprouts
Why she all up in my face with that booty bussin' out? Turn her out
I'm a qua-qua sipper (Sipper), Don Wraith whipper (Whipper)
Buddy somewhere in the sky, last n***a played with us (Drip)
Any leftovers, know the Lord savin' 'em (Ayy)
Shorty askin' have you ever? Sound like Ray J sister (Ayy)
Broke my toe standin' on the business (Ayy)
Seen lil' bro get forty years, he couldn't stand up on the witness (Ayy)
Still an ignant rich n***a, I'll stand up on a Bentley
Baby, you so fuckin' bad that I got to give you discipline (Oohwee)
[Chorus]
Wockhardt drippin' on her nipple
Player, player type of n***a, lil' ho, plain and simple
Ford, Ford on my skin, got her showin' all her dimples
It's a box on the Glock, try me out, I won't miss you
Made by, mad by Rich God, nah, these ain't Gallery
Money I done spent at Louis, Louis, that's a doctor salary
I'm the type to slap, security, security if they ever handle me
It can be Tyson, still, still divin' in his teeth

[Outro]
Oohwee