Conceited (There's Something About Remy) - Album Version (Edited)

See, this ain't nuttin that you use to

Out of the ordinary, unusual

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

Can't nobody do it like you do

Miraculous, phenomenal

And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you

Show no love 'cause you wassup

Look at yaself in the mirror like what the fuck

Damn, I look good

And can't nobody freak it like I could

Yeah, OK, I got a little fat, but

My shorty told me that he like it like that

I'm happy

Another me there never can be

See, I'm so outstandin'

Don't care if they can't stand me

I'm sittin' on top of the world like Brandy

See, I look too good for this necklace

And I look too good to be wearing this

You know I look way too good to be innocent

I'm conceited. I got a reason

See, I look way too good to be driving that

And I look too good to be buying that

You know I look way too good to be trying that

I'm conceited. I got a reason

Now who's that peaking 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

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

Probably why I'm always getting hated on

Now shorty trynna push up on me like a Wonderbra

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

Now number one, I don't need you

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

Listen two, you can never play me

(Why is that? Why is that?)

'Cause I'm such a fuckin' lady

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

If you love to hear it, here it go

I wrote a song about it

See, I look too good to be fucking you

And I look too good to be loving you

You know I look way too good to stuck with you

I'm conceited. I got a reason

See, I look too good to be gettin' with

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 don't know what I'm doing

I can't stop, my body gone moving

I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music

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

I'm droppin' that hotta den drop it like its hot

Face down, ass up wit some new 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

But I was never to proud to be showin it

See, I look too good for this necklace

And I look too good to be wearing this

You know I look way too good to be innocent

I'm conceited. I got a reason

See, I look way too good to be driving that

And I look too good to be buying that

You know I look way too good to be trying that

I'm conceited. I got a reason