[Verse 1]
I woke up feeling like a Gucci ad lib
I am a real nigga that is not in Paris
You a fatherless bitch and that is apparent
You ain't got no style, boy, you apparent
Make your girl run a mile
It's a Merlyn marathon
All these bitches on my phone
'Cause my dick and money long
I can make your girl moan
Like she Michael Jackson
Bitch, lower your tone
Who is you embarrassing?
[Refrain]
If you mad as f*ck, turn it up
If your best friend is an opp', turn it up
If they won't let you in the club, turn it up
In H-Town, show me love, turn it up
[Chrous]
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light
[Verse 2]
I like all booties
Little booties still jiggle
I like MILF's
I'll pay the babysittŠµr
Knew I f*ck her
From the minutŠµ that I met her
I move like a G
Simply to the letter
Honda traded that for Carrera
Nigga still broke
They allergic to the cheddar, huh
I'm an asshole
I'm on your ass for forever, huh
Cash flow
Man my wage use to be minimum
Mad hoes
Now my problem is just picking one
f*ck pigs
Merlyn bringing home the chicken huh
Uncle Sam always acting like I owe him some
Bitch, where was you at?
When I was struggling
[Chrous]
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light
[Refrain]
If you mad as f*ck, turn it up
If your best friend is an opp', turn it up
If they won't let you in the club, turn it up
In H-Town, show me love, turn it up
[Chrous]
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light
Green light, green light
Motherf*cking go-time, green light