Hi, I'm Tunechi, I give the girls my room key Money can't buy you love, so I don't pay for no pussy I don't pay these haters no mind, so fucking call me cheap I grab life by the horns, and that bitch went 'beep beep' I swear right now I feel like Pac, cause All Eyez On Me And I don't mean to throw no salt, but these niggas small fries to me And my bitch bad like Britney, but I wish I had Britney She remind me of my Jeep, but I got a bad memory And I'm feeling good, I'm looking good, I'm smoking good, I'm sippin These hoes think they classy, well that's the class I'm skippin Got a party in my bedroom, that's a party she ain't missin. I bought her by Will.I.Am, but she kept callin him William Only God can judge me, case closed. I got more hoes than Drake shows I got this shit on lock, no escape doors And I make that bitch scream & shout, and let it all out I put it in her back yard like a fucking dog house, Tunechi!