Shawnna got a 'lac, sittin' on tres   Shawnna don't need no nigga, I'm paid   Shawnna got stacks, Shawnna got grip   Shawnna got that so you better not slip      I'm posted on tha block   My girls tippin' dro   This cafe patron got me sippin' real slow   I'm lookin' like a star      Ice on my neck   Ice on my wrist   Ice on my chest   You might wanna fit but I ain't all that      I'm way fucked up, I'm way tore back   And I don't give a fuck, I got it like that   They took a niggaz juice   I got it right back      And now they like 'Damn'   Now they like 'Amazing'   Tondra roll 4, 5 blunts and we blazin'   Look at shawty gazin'      He lookin' like he want me   I'm sorry little daddy   I'm tryna get ya homie      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   Squares can't call her   (Squares can't call her)      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   She only date ballers   (It's Miss Shawnna)      I'm Gucci Mane, a flare, I'm MVP   I know your baby mama real proud of me   The Benz line say they get tried of me   I'm young kush man, I sell nothin' but QP's      Shawnna so fine, Gucci mane I'm good   She's so pretty but still so hood   Hey, little darling, how you Shawty?   I'm so marless, I can't call it      I'm so southern, you so northern   We so crack rock, they so corny   It's two-thirty early in tha mornin'   The way I cook a brick, it's like I'm doin' a performance      All eyes on we, homegirl want me   Say he on tha track, so tha track real funky   Pants red monkey, Gucci go donkey   Niggaz play crazy, get left stanky      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   Squares can't call her   (Squares can't call her)      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   She only date ballers   (It's Miss Shawnna)      I wrote the first 3 for bitches in tha hood   My and 1 bitches smokin' on tha good   Sittin' on tha porch, sippin' on tha yak   Or posted in tha parking lot sittin' on tha 'lac      Them bitches got weight   Them bitches got work   Them bitches wanna trip   Them bitches gettin' murked      And stick em in tha dirt   And gone 'bout our business   And it ain't nothin' personal   It's all bout tha figures      It's M.O.E. till a bitch a dead   And I don't give a fuck about what a bitch said   I'm still gettin' money I'm still gettin' rich   I'm still that woman that will take your dick      Yeah, tha truth hurts, you still gotta face it   I spent ya whole deal on my ring and my bracelet   It's top notch twat   Cream of tha crop      I'm beatin' down ya block   And let the choppers chop   Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop, chop      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   Squares can't call her   (Squares can't call her)      Lames can't call her   (Lames can't call her)   All she date is ballers   (She only date ballers)   Shawty got a fetish   (For boys who go get it)   She only date ballers   (It's Miss Shawnna)