Yes

[Verse 1] Yes, I'm Mr. Big Stuff Yeah, my stuff big, man Keep a girl's pussy bright red like a pig's tan Four shots and watch me lean like a kick stand I really need to change my name to, "Hey, I'm a big fan!" Cause that's all I hear when I'm outside And my hoodie's never jealous of that tie-dye Cheesy on the mic, like I'm laying on Jordan No homo for you niggas homophobic Yes, I back bend these girls aerobic And these hoes got a Spiderman like Tobey Keep these girls wet, call them Lakers like Kobe Got money trees, asking me, "Do you grow me?" Latin girls kiss my feet like they're Superga Latin girls see your face and call you "stupida" Yes my name is Childish, so I guess I'm cheesy Yes yes yes my wallet's cheesy Throw your hood up, are you queasy? [Verse 2] Yes, I am the Juggernaut Yes, my name is Elroy Yes, my dick will make that ho tell, like a bell boy And I get my tip, and my tip is in your girl And I'm gonna bust a nut like I'm a Gallagher squirrel It's the man of the hour Better yet, the century, check the whiskey sour Lookin' like I'm drinkin' piss How's he fuckin' thinkin' this Easy, I'm a mentalist, but I'm not on CBS Uh, yes it's me Bam-B What is your daughter to do? I've been doing this ever since Harry Potter was new Boy! I don't play, I change games, I am too real So my words stay hard like a blue pill I like pink, it always looks good on me And I like pink, it always looks good on me That second part I was talking about vagina, homie Fuck the game at an early age, now there hymen on me [Verse 3] Yes, I am a magnet Yes, I do attract it Remember when these fake ass niggas called me faggot? Cause I had glasses and a pink track jacket Now those things are assets to help me get some asses Now these nerdy hoes keep asking me to smash it Bullies from middle school chatting on my Twitter status Fuck you, you don't get shit from now on Unless you got a demo tape, then I can lay some brown on It's the B to the AMBI, colors like candy Nigga, I'm the Army. I'm being all I can be Yes I dress dandy. Get a Klu, like the Klan B I live hard, I never sleep in, like an Amby This is for the niggas thinkin' different While their friends are flippin' pigeons in they're stay po-pimpin' He never lets the best go past him My life says yes like it's having orgasms