Conceited (There's Something About Remy)

Uh, yeah Uh-huh, come on I'm conceited, I got a reason Look, it's R to the eazy Yes See, this ain't nothin' that you used to Out of the ordinary, unusual You gotta have the mind state like "I'm so great" And can't nobody do it like you do Miraculous, phenomenal And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you Show no love, 'cause you wassup Look at yourself in the mirror, like "what the fuck?" Damn, I look good And can't nobody freak it like I could Yeah, okay, I got a little fat, but My shorty told me that he like it like that, shit I'm happy (I'm happy), another me there never can be See, I'm so outstanding Don't care if they can't stand me I'm sittin' on top of the world like Brandy See, I look too good for this necklace And I look too good to be wearing this You know, I look way too good to be innocent I'm conceited, I got a reason See, I look way too good to be driving that And I look too good to be buying that You know, I look way too good to be trying that I'm conceited, I got a reason Now, who's that peaking in my window? Nobody, 'cause I live in a penthouse Baby, I'm sorry, but I'm sexy And all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see This kid that I'm waiting on He said he loves when my jeans look painted on With a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me Probably why I'm always getting hated on Now shorty tryna push up on me like a Wonderbra Listen, when I speak out, I wouldn't want you take it wrong Now number one, I don't need you Your name's Q, I only see "u" when I see you Listen, two, you can never play me (Why's that? And why's that?) 'Cause I'm such a fuckin' lady Three is all about me, I don't want to talk about it If you'd like to hear it, here it go, I wrote a song about it See, I look too good to be fucking you And I look too good to be loving you You know, I look way too good to be stuck with you I'm conceited, I got a reason See, I look too good to be getting whipped And I look too good to be having kids You know, I look way too good to be in the crib I'm conceited, I got a reason Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, I don't what I'm doing I can't stop, my body from moving I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music He's watching me and he's 'bout to lose it I'm droppin' it hotter than the drop it like it's hot "Face down, ass up," on some Luke shit I'm out of control with it Dip it low, pick it up slow, poke it out, now roll wit' it My thong showin' but it's cool, my shoes go wit' it Now all I need is a room wit' a pole in it See, I look good and I'm knowin' it And I was never too proud to be showin' it See, I look too good for this necklace And I look too good to be wearing this You know, I look way too good to be innocent I'm conceited, I got a reason See, I look way too good to be driving that And I look too good to be buying that You know, I look way too good to be trying that I'm conceited, I got a reason See, I look too good to be fucking you And I look too good to be loving you You know I look way too good to stuck with you I'm conceited, I got a reason See, I look too good to be gettin' with And I look to be having kids You know, I look way too good to be in the crib I'm conceited, I got a reason