Look At Me Now (Remix)

[Intro] Whoaa Bitch you know my name Leggo It's Mr. Tremaine [Verse] Ladies love me, here go that new Trey Kiss and suck me, I call it toupee I got on Breezy shit, give my shit a break Fuck am I talking bout? Aye peedis get my spins up Love faces, Bottoms up Came straight from the bottom up Who you gon' find at the top of the charts that hot as fuck and these broads'll fuck? Ya'll niggas pick my garbage up Say my prayers, in god we trust Know I gotta lot of money so these niggas acting funny Gotta turn the Cadillac into an armor truck Bitch nigga on the arm of her So I look her in her eye, start charming her Wanna know you very well, pretty skin caramel and a nigga tryna bust that almond nut Chi-Town freak hoes, cold as a bitch though Came in a trench coat, took it off, beach clothes Get naked, right this second Girl you ain't nothing but a bird, just peck it Watch full of carrots with a pocket full of lettuce While you hating niggas ride 87 and alet it I hope your shit break down, look at a nigga now [Hook] Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper [Verse 2] VA I did it for ya'll But the two audemars I did it to ball High school couldn't keep me out the halls Pretty bitch couldn't keep me out her draws Shitting on ya'll, treat the game like a star Drown in the water while you hang from my balls My clothes don't hang in the mall This shit fresh off from the plane from Milan Good head, can't name the salon But I swear I just came in her mind Gotta her hiding in a plane in the morning Gave her two pills, don't blame me I'm wrong Why the fuck they let me on this song? I don't even care who own this song Chris could've called me, man you should've called me Man, god damn I love this song Let's talk about the way I got on this John We was in the garage and I got on that bong A nigga said Wayne went nuts and I think I went, what my nuts are over-grown I'm so high, I'm overblown Think I'm overdosing on My ego, I'm so lethal There's no equal, I'm so evil, No Knievel But I stunt hard, my front yard - got horses Think that porches from midevil There's no way this can be legal 200 while I'm blunted And her mouth just keep on running Cause the weave they've just done and So I told the bitch to bun it Yeah, [?] let the track drop Murder the shit like Black Ops Flap jackers and claymores In this one year, I made more Than the whole existence of yours Nigga, just got my voice insured Yeah, look at me now, bitch [Hook] Look at me now (x3) I'm getting paper Look at me now (x3) Yeah, look at me now, bitch