Look At Me Now

I don’t see how you can hate from outside of the club

You can’t even get in

Ha ha ha l'ego

Yellow model chick

Yellow bottle sipping

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missing

Yeah, yeah

That ***t look like a toupee

I get what you get in ten years, in two days

Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

If you get what I get, what would you say

She wax it all off, Mr. Miyagi

And them suicide doors, hari-kari

Look at me now, look at me now

Oh I’m getting paper

Look at me now, oh look at me now

Yeah, fresher than a mother******

Lil' *****, bigger than gorilla

Cause I’m killing every ***** that can try to be on my ***t

Better cuff your chick if you with her, I can get her

And she accidentally slip and fall on my ****

Oops, I said on my ****

I ain’t really mean to say on my ****

But since we're talking about my ****

All of you haters say hi to it

I’m done

Ayo Breezy, let me show you how to keep the dice rolling

When you're doing that thing over there, homie

Let's go

Cause I'm feeling like I’m running

And I'm feeling like I gotta get away, get away, get away

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

Cause you know I gotta win everyday, day

See they really really wanna pop me

Just know that you will never flop me

And I know that I can be a little ****y

You ain't never gonna stop me

Everytime I come a ***** gotta set it

Then I gotta go, and then I gotta get it

Then I gotta blow, and then I gotta show that

Any little thing that ***** think that he be doing

Cause it doesn't matter cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da

Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything

A ba-da-boom, a ba-da-bing

I gotta do a lot of things that make it clearer to a couple *****s

That I always win and then I gotta get it again, and again, and then again

And I be doing it to death

And now I move a little foul, a ***** better call a ref

And everybody know my style and *****s know that I'm the best

When it come to doing this and I be banging on my chest

And I bang in the East and I'm banging in the West

And I come to give you more and I will never give you less

You will hear it in the street or you could read it in the press

Do you really wanna know what's next (let's go)

See the way we on and then we all up in the race

And you know we gotta go, don't try to keep up with the pace

And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in

And we always gotta do it, take it to another place

Gotta taste it and I gotta grab it

And I gotta cut all through this traffic

Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it

Man **** these ***** ass *****s, how y’all doing

I’m Lil Tunechi, I’m a nuisance, I go stupid, I go dumb like the Three Stooges

I don’t eat su***, I’m the ***t, no, I’m pollution, no substitution

Got a ***** that play in movies in my jacuzzi, ***** juicy

I never gave a **** about a hater, got money on my radar

Dressed like a skater, got a big house, came with a elevator

You *****s ain’t eatin’, **** it, tell a waiter

Marley said shoot ‘em, and I said okay

If you wanted bull***t then I’m like olé

I don’t care what you say, so don’t even speak

Your girlfriend a freak like Cirque Du Soleil

That’s word to my flag, and my flag red

I’m out of my head, ***** I’m outta my mind, from the bottom I climb

You ain’t hotter than mine, nope

Not on my time and I’m not even trying

What's popping, slime?

Nothing five, and if they trippin’ **** ‘em five

I ain’t got no time to shuck and jive, these *****s, as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and Sprite on a private flight, ***** I been tight since Guiding Light

And my pockets right, and my diamonds white

And my momma's nice and my daddy’s dead

You ******s scared cause I’m too wild, been here for a while

I was like **** trial I puts it down

I’m so Young Money, if you got eyes look at me now, *****

Okay, okay

Is that right

I’m fresher than a mother******