[Intro]
Ayy, C4, ayy, ayy, bro (Ayy, C4)
That car ride there, brody (Ayy, C4, car right there, brody)
Who that?
(C4)
The car, the car right there
[Chorus]
Now I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to worr'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
[Verse 1]
Oh my God, you got me hard
I'ma listen to you, iPod
Be with me, turn you to God
STD, I run my ward
It smell good, I'ma put it on my lip
Treat me like your baby, let me put it on your hip
I won't tell nobody, had to tell you off the rip
Cut my mouth off, put it in a Ziploc bag and zip
I wan' see your face, baby, please takе your shades off
I don't wanna go back and forth like a seesaw
I just wanna fuck and make your bеll ring, ding dong
Foreign, foreign, foreign, Japanese, French, Hong Kong
[Chorus]
Now I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to worr'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
[Verse 2]
Collect phone call, all these bitches wanna fuck
Baby, I'll buy you a whole lot of fish like Truck
Got a whole lot of foreign bitches, they look just like ducks
I'm a real old school nigga, I just wanna rub
Presidential bitches, knock 'em down like I'm bowling
My lil' woadie got the best out, he deserve a trophy
I'ma show her, ain't no concert, you know I'ma show up
Check the pulse, check the motion, roly-poly oly-oly
C4 on the beat, C4 got a freak
Thugger got a Jeep, no doors on that B
Stuff them hoes inside of it, put them hoes on me
Then went got a beat, MTV jam of the week
[Chorus]
Now I don't mean to bother
But can you please call my lawyer?
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
And I seen her from afar
She ain't never got to worr'
I'm like oh my God, yeah
I'm like oh my God, yeah
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
