Some niggas don't wanna hold hands Some niggas don't want no one to know Some don't wanna claim to be your man Some would rather keep it on the low But with a face like that, and a body like that And a smile like that, with an ass so fat Beauty like that with some brains to match Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about what I got at the crib holding me down, Having my back when no one is around? Baby girl, you're my queen. Come get your crown All I wanna do is tell the world: That's my baby! Something like the same way Jay be repping for Beyoncé That's my baby! Something like the same way Barack be repping for Michelle though You're my girl though. I'm 'a tell the world though This love is presidential You're my first lady! My first lady! Baby, you're my number one I don't put you second to none Girl, I worship the rain That waters the grass That grows on the ground you walk on Baby, you're my number one I don't put you second to none You make me so ashamed of the girls in my past (and) Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about you, about you, about you? Why wouldn't I wanna tell the world about what I got at the crib holding me down, Having my back when no one is around? Baby girl, you're my queen. Come get your crown All I wanna do is tell the world: That's my baby! Something like the same way Jay be repping for Beyoncé That's my baby! Something like the same way Barack be repping for Michelle though You're my girl though. I'm 'a tell the world though This love is presidential You're my first lady! My first lady!