I be pimpin on the champagne
Funky fitted like I'm running for a campaign
Canary yellow grills match my 60 inch braid
He wanna catch my wave, no surfing til my bills paid
Tell him boy down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down
Ooh he want me take it off
He said he like my soft web, Microsoft
He said he like them Southern girls with heavy gravy, sauce
Him got no meat on the plate, boy gwan
Tell him boy down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down
My seat recline so you don't see my face
Can't look these fake bitches in the face
Chanel belt saying what waist
Wig cap saying bitch what lace
Hot girls run it like mixing
Me and six bitches over lanes man
Boy down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down down diddy
Down down
Down
