Look At Me Now

[Verse 1: Amy (with Nick)]

Yellow model chick

Yellow bottle; sippin'

Yellow Lamborghini

Yellow top missin'

Yup, yup! That stuff look like a toupé

I get what you get in 10 years, in 2 days

(Ladies love me, I'm on my Cool J

If you get what I get), what would you say?

He wax it on and off, Mr. Miyagi

And 'em suicide doors, Hari-Kari

[Hook: Karmin]

Look at me now

Look at me now, oh

I'm gettin' paper!

Look at me now, oh

Look at me now, yeah-yeah-yeah!

Fresher than a muh... what?!

[Verse 2: Amy]

Little jigga bigger than gorilla

Cause I'm tryin' to kill every jigga that tryn' to be on my stuff

Better cuff your man if you with him

I can't get him cause he accidentally slip and fall on my crack

Oops, I said "on my crack", I ain't really mean to say "on my crack"

But since we're talkin' about my crack

All you haters say hi to that

[Interlude: Amy (Nick)]

I'm done...

No, really though, I'm not done!

Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay, ay

(Let's go!)

[Verse 2: Amy]

Cause I feel like I'm running

And I feel like a gotta get away, get away, get away

Better know that I don't and I won't ever stop

Cause you know I gotta win everyday-day

See, they don't really really wanna pop me

Just know that you'll never stop me

And I know I can be a little cocky

Ooh! You ain't never gonna flop me

Every time I come a jigga gotta set it

Then I got it going, then I gotta get it

Then I gotta blow it, and then I'm gonna shudder

Any little thing the jigga think that he'd be doin'

Cause it doesen't matter, cause I'm gonna da-da-da-da

Then I'm gonna murder everything and anything

A-badaboom, badabing, I gotta do a lot of things

And make it clearer to a couple of jiggas that I'm always winnin'

And I gotta get it again and again and again

And I be doin' it to death and now I move a little foul

A jigga better call a ref, and everybody know my style

Jiggas know that I'm the best when it come to doin' this

And I be bangin' on my chest

And I bang in the east and I bang in the west

And I come to give you more, and I will never gave you less

You will hear it in the street or you can read it in the press

Do you really wanna know what's next?

See, the way we on it, when we all up in the race

And you know we gotta go don't try to keep up with the pace

And we strugglin' and hustlin' and sendin' in and gettin' in

And always gotta do it, take it to another place

Gotta taste it, and I gotta grab it, I gotta cut through all this traffic

Just to be at the top of the throne, better know I gotta have it!

[Hook]

Man, forget these haters! How ya'll doin?

I'm Lil Tunechi, I'm a nuisance, I go stupid

I go dumb like The Three Stooges

I don't eat sushi, I'm the stuff

No pollution, no substitution

Now I'm chillin' playin' movies in my jacuzzi, fruit is juicy

I never gave a damn about a hater

Got money on my radar, dress like a skater

Got a big house, came with an elevator

You jiggas ain't eatin', go tell a waiter

Marley said "shoot 'em" and I said okay

You on that bullsh-- I'm like "¡olé!"

Don't care what you say, so don't even speak

Your boyfriend a freak like Cirque du Soleil

That's word to my flag, and my flag red

I'm outta my head, yo, I'm outta my mind

From the bottom I climb, you ain't hotter than mine

Nope, not on my time, not even tryin'

What's poppin', slime? Nothin', five!

And if they trippin' forget 'em, five

Ain't got no time to shuck and jive

These jiggas as sweet as pumpkin pie

Ciroc and Sprite in a private flight

Yo, I been tight since guiding light

And my pocket's white, my diamond's white

My momma's nice and my daddy's gone

Yo, please be scared, cause I'm too wild

Been here for a while, I was like "no trial"

I puts it down, I'm so Young Money

You got eyes, look at me now, oh!

[Hook]

[Outro: Amy]

Okay...

Okay!

Is that right?!

I'm fresher than a muh--what?