[Produced by Organized Noize]
[Intro: André 3000]
I told that b**h, I told that b**h
I told that b**h, I told that b**h
I told that b**h, I told that b**h
Yeah, this for the n***as with Benzes and the n***as without 'em
Scram, ho!
[Hook: Andre 3000]
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
And I don't want no b**h who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no b**h who need that kind of n***a, scram, ho
[Bridge: Future + André 3000]
These cars don't mean sh**, these hoes don't mean sh**
These clothes don't mean sh**, these shows don't mean sh**, whoaaaaa
Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola
These cars don't mean sh**, these hoes don't mean sh**
These clothes don't mean sh**, these shows don't mean sh**, whoaaaaa
Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola
[Verse 1: Future]
Graduated from the fabricated sabotages
Conversated with a lady goin' Lambo crazy
b**h, you better cut it, shawty, I'm 'bout to cut you off
Oh, you greedy in Tahiti, I just seen your flaw
Aye, tell that girl you 'bout to settle, whatchu tired of?
Aye, see how she react when you're no longer in your Beemer
Then she find out that the Bentley wasn't really rented
Can you sell a kilo? Help a n***a move a kilo
Oh, you want the private jet to take a flight to Rio
Can't no Maybach prevent a n***a from makin' mula
Oh, you gold diggin' diggin' graveyard loser
Ain't none of my cars American, King of Zamunda
Let's have a heart-to-heart, drink wine, make art
Backseat of the Benzo, the AMG
Can you love a thug, is all make believe
Pure fantasy, I see through it easily
[Hook: André 3000]
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
And I don't want no b**h who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no b**h who need that kind of n***a, scram, ho
[Verse 2: André 3000]
I told the girl I'm 'bout to sell the Porsche, I'm tired of it
She go and told these folks I'm goin' broke, a smile poured
From my lips, cuz if I'm broke, it's only hearted
Broken records from broken English, that's all it
Hol' up and if I were, why? Would you throw a party?
Affection is so convenient when ballin'
Correction: these hoes don't mean it when fallin'
I guess that's why Lois can't be with Clark Kent
Fly on a n***a back while he Superman
But if I'm in a wheelchair, you still there?
Stop searchin' for words, I feel stupid, man
The sh** is the Pittsburgh, I still care
White bu*ton downs and Emory scrubs
Had to write her birthday down because my memory s**s
But this sh** comes back up like some acid reflux
Or a Michael Jackson jacket with some plastic zippers
I was zippin' through the city and I don't give a f**
1994 Toyota Land Cruiser because
That b**h ain't never broke down on me, why would I do that to her?
Simplism, symbolism, I'll pull up at a club
And might not never buy a new car again, if I can help it
Cause if I buy one, they gon sell ten, then what I'm left with?
Throw a n***a one on the strength, then we might could talk
Til' then, I will ride my f**in' bike, or walk
Eh?
[Hook: André 3000]
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
And I don't want no b**h who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no b**h who need that kind of n***a, scram, ho
[Verse 3: André 3000 + Future]
I told that girl, I told that girl tell the truth
Say she the realest b**h I ever met, then show me some proof
These girls be droppin' these lies, these girls be makin' sh** up
She don't wanna stand in my line, she tryna come to the front
Yeah, she love her country but hate American cars
For the shape of them, he'll have you know all of them b**hes is foreign
If yellow seems to be the color in fashion
What happens to all of this good black p**y he keep ignorin'?
The world told him didn't sh** rhyme with orange
The girl is only with him because he's tourin'
Well go on angel, I don't blame you, don't hang yo head
I know it's survival for you, get it like an IOU
She's so materialistic
I'm just enjoyin' life, I'm livin' life, you know?
That worldwide p**y, yeah, worldwide p**y, yeah
Pull up at this girl crib bumpin' Lil' Boosie, yeah
[Hook: André 3000]
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Benz, b**h
And I don't want no b**h who need to have that kind of friendship
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
I told that b**h I'on't give a f** about a Lamb, ho
And I don't want no b**h who need that kind of n***a, scram, ho
[Bridge: Future + André 3000]
These cars don't mean sh**, these hoes don't mean sh**
These clothes don't mean sh**, these shows don't mean sh**, whoaaaaa
Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola
These cars don't mean sh**, these hoes don't mean sh**
These clothes don't mean sh**, these shows don't mean sh**, whoaaaaa
Whatchutola, what, whatchutola)
(Whatchutola, what, whatchutola
[Outro: Future]
We drive these cars on the regular
This life that I live is incredible
We gon be fly whenever, we gettin' richer forever
Without these foreign vehicles, can we still gon' be together?
Tell me