Got me the passion, I got me the hustle, yeah Tell me how it goes, oh no Got me the roof low as my heels My diamond rings all in her thoughts Don't wanna leave till the sun rise Cut off the lights, you see how I shine All of my girls rich as Beyonce Got them young blings up in the runway I need a new crib with a bigger driveway To stuff all the Porsches, Bentleys, and Roarers Drippin', I'm drippin' You keep on slippin', I'm a tough act to follow Whippin', I'm whippin' All of the foreigns, every birthday I used to wish for Tell me how does it feel when you see your thumbie How does it feel when you see your thumbnail How does it feel to really get stand up All this on me cause you know that I Got the sauce Whippin and drippin I don't need no stylist I just go shopping Whippin and whippin The Lam truck cost your life but you know I'm a cop it Hit the church then I pray for it Leave the church then I work for it Running up a check like my name Forrest Then I repeat it like a cool chorus I need a girl that have my back behind my back I need some friends never switching up on no racks Cause I seen the mud go and switch on me Made it hit you back just like a bitch on me All up in your radio you sick of me You all up in my stories yeah I see I see I won't go away You put me down and come around and come around Now everywhere you go I'm the only thing you talk about Got the sauce Whippin and drippin I don't need no stylist I just go shopping Whippin and whippin The Lam truck cost your life but you know I'm a cop it Hit the church then I pray for it Leave the church then I work for it Run up in your radio you sick of me You all up in my stories yeah I see I see I won't go away