"Conceited (There's Something About Remy) (A Capella)

Uh, yeah

Uh-huh, come on

I'm conceited, I got a reason

Look, it's, come on, R-to-the-E-Z

Yes

See, this ain't nothin' that you used to (nah)

Out of the ordinary, unusual (uh-huh)

You gotta have the mind state like I'm so great

And can't nobody do it like you do

Miraculous, phenomenal (yes)

And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you

Show no love, 'cause you wassup (wassup)

Look at yourself in the mirror, like what the fuck

Damn, I look good (I look good)

And can't nobody freak it like I could

Yeah, okay, I got a little fat, but

My shorty told me that he like it like that

Shit, I'm happy (I'm happy), another me there never can be

See, I'm so outstandin'

Don't carе if they can't stand me

I'm sittin' on top of the world likе Brandy (sittin' on top of the world)

See, I look too good for this necklace

And I look too good to be wearin' this

You know I look way too good to be innocent

I'm conceited, I got a reason

See, I look too good to be drivin' that

And I look too good to be buyin' that

You know I look way too good to be tryin' that

I'm conceited, I got a reason

Now who's that peekin' in my window?

Nobody 'cause I live in a penthouse

Baby I'm sorry, but I'm sexy

And all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see

This kid that I'm waitin' on

He said he love when my jeans look painted on

With a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me

Probably why I'm always gettin' hated on

Now shorty tryin' to push up on me like a Wonderbra

Listen when I speak, I wouldn't want you to take it wrong

Now, number one, I don't need you (I don't need you)

Your name's Q, I only see you when I see you

Listen, two, you could never play me (and why's that?)

'Cause I'm such a fuckin' lady

Three, it's all about me, I don't wanna talk about it

If you'd like to hear it, here it go, I wrote a song about it

See, I look too good to be fuckin' you

And I look too good to be lovin' you

You know I look way too good to be stuck with you

I'm conceited, I got a reason

See, I look too good to be gettin' whipped

And I look too good to be havin' kids

You know I look way too good to be in the crib

I'm conceited, I got a reason

Oh, oh, oh, oh, I know what I'm doin'

I can't stop my body, I'm movin'

I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music

He's watchin' me and he's about to lose it

I'm droppin' it hotter than the dog called the Snoop did (drop it like it's hot)

"Face Down, Ass Up, " on some Luke shit

I'm outta control wit' it, dip it low, pick it up slow

Poke it out, now roll wit' it

My thong showin', but it's cool, my shoes go wit' it

Now all I need is a room wit' a pole in it

See, I look good and I'm knowin' it

And I was never too proud to be showin' it

See, I look too good for this necklace

And I look too good to be wearin' this

You know I look way too good to be innocent

I'm conceited, I got a reason

See, I look too good to be drivin' that

And I look too good to be buyin' that

You know I look way too good to be tryin' that

I'm conceited, I got a reason

See, I look too good to be fuckin' you

And I look too good to be lovin' you

You know I look way too good to be stuck with you

I'm conceited, I got a reason

See I look too good to be gettin' whipped

And I look too good to be havin' kids

You know I look way too good to be in a crib

I'm conceited, I got a reason