| To my thick chicks down in Texas |
| All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish |
| And in LA every chick’s an actress |
| Hollywood status with the shaded glasses |
| To Detroit, yeah the place that I rest |
| Where the ladies got ass to sell alot sex |
| And Hot Atlanta y’all is one of the best |
| Where they speak southern and slang and smoke la cess |
| And New York women are way too fresh |
| Too much on your mind let me ease that stress |
| I wish you all were mine it’s so selfish |
| Maybe I’m feelin myself too much I guess |
| But, to my ladies all across the globe |
| In small towns that I don’t even know (know) |
| To all local international codes |
| Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows, I’m callin… |
| (Slum Village) |
| I’m callin (yeah maybe I’m selfish) |
| Out to (I want you to myself I can’t help it) |
| All my (yeah maybe I’m selfish) |
| Y’all my ladies and I can’t (maybe I’m selfish) |
| (I can’t) Let you (let you) |
| (I want you to myself I can’t help it) |
| Be with (yeah) no one (yeah) but me (yeah) baby |
| Uh! Ay don’t be tryin to come around my girl actin like Mr. Friendly |
| And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley |
| I spotted her like Spud McKenzie |
| And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies |
| Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get |