Its Me Bitches [Remix]

"Voulez-vous coucher avec moi bitches" Re-Remix! Re-Remix! Re-Remix! Remix! Chillin' in my Beamer Sittin in my Phantom Listenin' to "Ether" Listenin' to the anthem Weezy then band man, "One Man Band Man" Ya girl with me, cell phone she no answer He so sweet make her wanna lick the wrapper, so I let her lick the rapper She take care of me and all me homeboy after Jump off, jump off, the girl is a jump off I let her snort a mountain and she just jumped off Jump off, jump off, you know she a jump off Pull my dick out and watch her jump on jump off You make it so hard when it sound so basic Chevy grill lookin' like a set of new braces South side baby, we outside baby, smokin' on a spinach like Popeye baby 'J'adore ah les femmes', yeah I love my riches, 'bonjour' money and 'au revoir' bitches 'Geant ou petite', we do it the biggest, and new nae rats mean we ain't snitches Now can ya tell me how good my French is, "voulez-vous coucher avec moi bitches?" (Oh) Okay, it's time to bring your big boy Hi, hi nice to meet ya It's Kells the freaker Mr. 'Bump-and-Grind', Mr. 'Song-of-the-Weeker' R&B singer Mr. 'Defeater' Sixteen years and still coming through ya speakers Mr. 'Pied-Piper' Bitch I'm on fire Don't trust me I'm a "Billboard Shiester" I got Dream Girls What you wanna do Got them chick singin' "and I am tellin' you" Up in the club Flossin' like a Don Album bout to drop so you bitches better run Making her moan while I have sex to the song After the sex, I beat my chest like I'm King-Kong Ice so cleared out everybody move Haters on D, I'm 'bout to take these fools Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz) Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz) Every time I shoot a shot it's like (Swizz) I'm in the buildin' and I'm lookin' for a (snitch) Walk out the studio and man that's a (hit) Back in the studio and do the (remix) I'm in the Mark-5 with a bad (chick) Hop out fly, paparazzi goin' (click) Hold up! Wait a minute! (I'm back on vacation) Hold up! Wait a minute! (You know how we's doin') Chillin' in the bizzer With my mama Mia She smokin' on a Caribba With my son seata For those that don't know that's a yacht on the deck Whatchu think about the cars what you got up on ya neck I show you my 'profolio' straight disrespect Them rims burns spot askin' you plan to write a check (No!) You better think about it yeah you better think about it You better hit the damn drunk yeah get a drink about it I'm straight loco don't care 'bout no popo Only big weight what you think I roll wit Joe for Wanna joke crazy go meet my .44 Ra ra ra ra There go that popo J-jam in that Enzo J-jam in that Spika J-jam in that G-though Bet you can't catch me though Double Z's on that whip, Put them prees on her lip, Took 'em to the mine And th-threw a D on that bitch Freeze, You know who it is, It's me bitches! Takin' over The waitin's is ova We bringing it back like baking soda I don't stop squeezing 'til ya face is ova I'll be on vacation 'til the case is ova Bottles everywhere Club full of women Gucci sneaks A good cuff on a denim A few birds to look out the free peaches You cock suckers know who it is, it's me bitches!