Steve Harvey

When's it gonna (yeah) stop? Yo, yeah, stop (yeah), yeah Kill, shorty, kill (yeah), kill, shorty, kill (yeah) Kill, shorty, kill, yo Niggas ask where BoB been at (what?) Well, I'll tell you where I been (what?) Not on Epstein's Island (what?) At home, not dick ridin' (what?) (What yo' ass say?) Stacking Tubmans I ain't no thug, but I'm thuggin' (what?) They say don't judge, but I'm judgin' (what?) Married to the game, I'm her husband (what?) On numerous occasions, they inquire like (what?) "Were you cloned and why did you go quiet?" (What?) Everybody holler, "Stay woke!" (what?) Well, even woke niggas get tired Took a snooze and got my mind off the rumors (what?) You in her DMs and I'm in her uterus (what?) Ghetto exuberance, dapper accouterments (what?) My truest thoughts are intrusive (oh, hell no) Yo soy tu Daddy, she throw it back like "Is it good Daddy?" (she throw it back like-) She wanna Shibari, I put them 10k ropes on her body (yeah) Now she wanna party, her and her friends ask if I'm poly I told 'em, "Prolly," girl, it's yo' world Do what you want, it's your choice, it's your body Big booty hoes, hump wit' it Big booty hoes, hump wit' it It don't take Sherlock Holmes (what?) To see you got Stockholm (what? Syndrome) I'm a paradoxical nigga (what?) Walk into a room and start a schism (what?) (What yo' ass say?) They must not know (what?) They must need reminding (what?) I-I-I-I will never fold (what?) You can't origami Oh, you ain't know my pen was crazier? She love my southern embolalia Nutty bitch, smack-adamia Stacking that bank, Azalea Industry plants, hydrangeas No, I don't know who these strangers is I-I haven't the slightest Must've got overnighted, huh Mm-hm (what?), how she-, mm-hm (what?), she gon'- Mm-hm (what?), when I-, mm-hm (she say-) Uh, abawaka, abawaka She- on my dick like Serato (oh, hell no) Like I flip the switch, she on auto Told me hit her shit in staccato (Big booty hoes, hump with it) like, "Who you think you talking to? (Big booty hoes, hump with it) girl, you know I'm Bobby Ray!" This the part of the show where we find out (oh) It's debaucherous, shit just be scandalous, bitches be flyin' out Remember when rappers would fake it, like they was all rowdy-row? (Oh) Now niggas catch bodies for real, and ain't no one lyin' now This the part- This the part- (oh) This the part of the- This the- This the part of the show- (oh) This the part of the show- This the part of the show- Part of the show-, part of the show- Everybody holler- Everybody hol- (oh) Everybody- Every-, ever-, ever-ever- Ev-, ev-, ev-, ev-, ev- (oh) Ev-, ev-, ev-ev-, ev-ev- Big booty hoes, hump with it Big booty hoes, hump with it (oh, hell no)