He said he came from Jamaica
A couple fake visas ′cause he never got his papers
Gave up on love, fucking with them heart breakers
But he was gettin' money with the movers and the shakers
Five year bid up north when they ratted
Anyway, I felt him, helped him, put him on lock, seat belt him
Took him out to Belgium, welcome!
Bitches this pretty, that′s seldom
This box better than the box he was held in
I'ma-I'ma momma Dee in that order
I call him, "Daddy like daughters"
He like it when I get drunk
But I like it when he be sober
They holler at me, but it's you
You, this ain′t high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Baby, it′s your world, ain't it? (Alright)
Baby, it′s your world, ain't it? (Uh)
I tell her make me some money
She tell me, "Make me a wife"
I tell her, "Bitch, you crazy, fuck wrong with you?"
And excuse my French, but I'm a long kisser
And then she try to tell me I′m the only one that′s hittin'
And I say, "What about them niggas?"
She say, "What about them niggas?"
You right, what you doing tonight?
Don′t judge me, I get life
She love me like a brother
But fuck me like a husband
Too hot to put my tongue in
They holler at me, but it's you
You, this ain′t high school
Me and my crew, we can slide through
Give it to you whenever you want
Baby, it's your world, ain′t it?
Baby, it's your world, ain′t it?