100 Degrees

Im on my shit Get off my dick Im on my shit Get off my dick Trick or treat Sweet sweet Freak in the sheets Boutique Quit playing with me I don't got time for games no One hunnit degrees I turn it up Im too pretty Im too rich For the bangin But i do know some real ones That'll make you tuck yo chain in Oh my god Thank you jesus Whaddup Famous You a genius I dont sing Like christina But i shake it Like mrs tina Call me turner How i turn up Bitch im lit Like the furnace Why you bitches always worried Who im fucking what im earning (What the fuck u earning) Last time i checked Im worth a milli o Its some pretty lil hoes In my peripheral Dipping thru my city ho I run my fucking city ho Margielas on my tippy toes Im shining Diamonds like a christmas show Come from tiffany and co Ship em to the sydney coast Like a deli i get dough Got these bitches lookin broke If it aint bout no money Shut up hoe All the Millis Got me feeling stuck up hoe They can never treat me Like im broke All i know is How to get this dough Im on my shit Get off my dick Im on my shit Get off my dick Yea yea yea Walk it like i talk it Pulling off in that red spyda Skeert thats that peter parker When i let him hit I do not return the calls Just like TLC Got him chasing waterfalls Im a different bitch Give a fuck about no dick I finesse I get wet Give him sex Get me rich Pussy popping Til he nodding Wake him up Go take me shopping Got me rocking New Moroccan cotton Basic bitches cannot cop this Whew Im a fucking problem bitch I got different dollars bitch I might buy a island bitch Just to show who I am bitch Imma show you whats the difference When the card aint got no limit Imma splurge on the wrist Me and momma matching Richards If it aint bout no money Shut up hoe All the millions Got me feeling stuck up hoe They can never treat me Like im broke All i know is How to get this dough Im on my shit Get off my dick Im on my shit Get off my dick