I donâ€TMt mean to critique on your seduction technique
But your moneyâ€TMs not impressing me, itâ€TMs kinda weak
That you really think youâ€TMre gonna get my rocks off
Get my top and socks off, by showing me the dollars in your drop box

Me and all my friends, we donâ€TMt buy bottles, we bring †̃em
We take the drinks from the tables when you get up and leave †̃em
And I donâ€TMt care if you stare and you call us scummy
Cause we ainâ€TMt after your affection, and sure as hell not your money, honey

I donâ€TMt need you and your brand new Benz
Or your boojy friends
And I donâ€TMt need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

I donâ€TMt need you and your brand new Benz
Or your boojy friends
And I donâ€TMt need love looking like diamonds
Looking like diamonds

Rat-a-tat-tat on your ***-*** drum
The beatâ€TMs so fat , gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!

Rat-a-tat-tat on your ***-*** drum
The beatâ€TMs so fat, gonna make me come
Um, um, um, over to your place!