Take me to your bitch's house I like sluts with their tits out Yeah. Billy's back now I used to be the class clown Now, I'm upper-class. Yeah It's funny how that works out Pull the glick out for anyone that run their mouth I might bounce But first I'm 'a need that mouth Come on, shorty Can a funny boy hit My wrist so bright It might blind a bitch Billy Take me to your bitch's house It's funny how that works out Oh. Yeah Take me to your bitch's house You hit it then, but I hit it now Oh. Yeah They used to hate on me But now I'm so up motherfuckers can't call me The hoes in the front row balling They can't believe how a young man balling Sold my whip for a Cuban link Young Mark Cuban This weed stink Smoking gas fumes My bitch mad So I bought her boobs I could never be just like you Take me to your bitch's house It's funny how that works out Oh. Yeah Take me to your bitch's house You hit it then, but I hit it now Oh. Yeah Third verse might let the gun burst She want an iced-out purse I'm tryna sip this syrup Came through with the car From Pimp My Ride You're talking crazy, motherfuckers You're half my size Big thighs and that ass on super size Let me get that um with a side of fries Hit it from the back back I remember days down bad And I won't go back And I won't go back