Early morning I'm coming like I'm Lana Strap on my back I call her Hannah Montana Loud pack on me Don't act like my homie Fall into my line Bitch you better not Alright bitch I'm feeling alright As soon as I hit you with the strap Yeah it made my heart laugh Haha Haha Haha ha ha ha Go to bed when there's day outside Me and you we're not comparable Always easier said then done But you're not With my up and downs On the usual I get the cash Crazy I ain't even ask for that I don't hang around no fools Why you sittin' on your ass? Waitin' for a god's bless Can't you see There's so uch gwalla to get Yeah yeah Funny how you gwallas lack Still don't know What I should Be thinkin' about that Yeah she got The booty and the titties But baby you ain't got my back Sometimes it get me sad But usually I just laugh