Hi, I'm Tunechi, I give the girls my room key
Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no #~!!@
I don't pay these haters no mind, so $#&@ing call me cheap

I grab life by the horns, and that (*##$ went 'beep beep'
I swear right now I feel like Pac, cause All Eyez On Me
And I don't mean to throw no salt, but these ^!$$%s small fries to me

And my (*##$ bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney
She remind me of my Jeep, but I got a bad memory
And I'm feeling good, I'm looking good, I'm smoking good, I'm sippin

These hoes think they classy, well that's the class I'm skippin
Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin.
I bought her by Will.I.Am, but she kept callin him William

Only God can judge me, case closed.
I got more hoes than Drake shows
I got this %#@! on lock, no escape doors

And I make that (*##$ scream & shout, and let it all out
I put it in her back yard like a $#&@ing dog house, Tunechi!