Fellas, a few tips, when you're in the club   You must watch your girl, because she may end up with me   Track Masters   Turn the music up   Rock Land   Hova   Yes, yes      Now somebody's girl is in my mansion   Shakin' that ass to this   And somebody's girl is in my hot tub   Drinkin' that glass of Christ'   And somebody's girl is in my bedroom   And man she's a super freak   And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib   Now on to the next booty      I don't mean no harm   But your boy got the magic stick, the Don Juan   Bishop, chicks'll disappear in thin air   Like mist or some shit like this I swear   I take handcuffs off misses, I pick locks wicked   I catch your eye 'cause my tick-tock's frigid      My necklace glisten, all reckless chicks is eyeballin', yeah   And I caught 'em like perfect pitches   Call me Mike Piazza once I get 'em in, my fly casa   It's hot tubs, heated pools and no rules   Call your old dude and tell him he old news   Tell that fella you feel like Cinderella   With both shoes and it's almost two   Fuck a storybook endin', we bendin' the rules   This is somebody's girl part two, move      Now somebody's girl is in my mansion   Shakin' that ass to this   And somebody's girl is in my hot tub   Drinkin' that glass of Christ'   And somebody's girl is in my bedroom   And man she's a super freak   And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib   Now on to the next booty      Let me at it, somebody's girl is sittin' in my lap   Whisper two words and we both break out   My Maybach seats is just as big as a couch   Not the same girl now that the mic's at your mouth   Come on now let's get nasty, let's get naughty   Rollin' around like a fo'-wheel after party   We stop at a red light, there go your girls and 'em   Now we got the green light, driver follow them      You're rotatin' with a guy that spend money like the world spin 'round   First guy to ever put the singin' rap down   Say the name Kels and these chicks spellbound   Because these chicks know I put the "12Play" down   I gotta have it, I just can't stop limpin'   Maybe because I just can't stop pimpin'   No matter what I do, I can't stop leanin'   When the fresh Prada's on and the sun is shinin'      Girls it's your boyfriend   With that remix that keeps you clubbin'   Dis collabo' crack got you fiendin'   The industry kings and the rest is dreamin'      Now somebody's girl is in my mansion   Shakin' that ass to this   And somebody's girl is in my hot tub   Drinkin' that glass of Christ'   And somebody's girl is in my bedroom   And man she's a super freak   And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib   Now on to the next booty      The moral of the tale, if you love your tail   Treat her well, keep her 'way from Hov' and Kel'   Because we can't stop pimpin'   We put it on her 'til she can't stop limpin'   She'll be a goner, you can play tough guy on the corner   I smoothe her out in the sauna   Yeah, I blew it out in the Bahamas, yeah   Your lil' mama got a stellar arm   We got it on like a telethon   Mr. Roc-A-Fella, gone      Now somebody's girl is in my mansion   Shakin' that ass to this   And somebody's girl is in my hot tub   Drinkin' that glass of Christ'   And somebody's girl is in my bedroom   And man she's a super freak   And somebody's girl is leavin' my crib   Now on to the next booty