[Verse 1: G-Two]
Oh yes I love her like Egyptian. Want a description? My new addiction/
Worship without religion, verdict without conviction/
Shawty stuck to the God, emotional crucifixion/
Goldie might even deem her as perfect without the pimpin'/
I'm different than what she's ever seen. Okay I'm rather clean/
Shake up the sprite to mix the codeine and promethazine/
I'm just a Maryland man sipping that "Texas Tea"/
I'm smoking Mary with the Virgin Mary next to me/
Immaculate, immaculate, my chick just ain't your average/
My drank pink and my dank stink, no stems no seeds no additives/
I can't fake this funk. Got a dime blowing up my line while I'm with my latest one/
Hit the store gotta make a run/
Okay but back to the mission, careful my position/
Haters in existence but not single f**s are given/
Shawty roll me a doobie, in your stringless bikini/
As I travel the world, ultra-clean when you see me/
Hold up...
Hook:
Immaculate. Immaculate.../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate.../
My aura just so hazardous, that chick so bad I had to hit/
You think you're fly? Don't matter man. She goose, I choose; immaculate/
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../
[Verse 2: Ca$ito]
Okay I'm coming down clean, my moves like a chess piece/
Caliber of kings, and these rooks tryna check me/
Bred to be supreme that's on my word and my testes/
Liquor in my chalice; got cups like Gretzky/
Bars to Ca$ito like water to a jet ski/
The big Bambino and these n***as in the next league/
With no fatigue I show them what's under sleeve/
Just my heart and some tattoos so n***a pardon my steez/
I eat apart a beat, digest then I release/
Redbone ride in the hood and I'm feeling just like a beast/
Please. Go about my P's and Q's - rarely pop no E, but I do/
Smoke on them trees and high volume is how I be/
Okay, back to the mission, careful my position/
Haters in existence not a single f** is given - while I'm puffing on prescription/
Exhaling out the vapors at the speed I be racing/
While I'm chasing after paper paper paper/
Hook:
Immaculate. Immaculate.../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate.../
My aura just so hazardous, that chick so bad I had to hit/
You think you're fly? Don't matter man. She goose, I choose; immaculate/
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../
[Verse 3: Chase N. Cashe]
I'm swaggin' it, I'm swaggin' it, I'm swaggin' b**h/
That cash you know I have to get, no man could be compared to this/
Look. She bad as sh**, my flair too rich; I had to hit/
Poured up that drink she had a sip, rolled up that kush she had a whiff/
Look. I'm rolling hard, she rolling hard we goin' hard/
Then she's going home; gotta get back on my job/
Mr. Perfect rest in peace Curt Hennig/
Or call me "heartbreak kid" the way I hurt hoes' feelings/
Been a long time coming but I been the sh**, I been the sh**/
Marathon I'm running, bet I win the sh**, I win the sh**/
n***as acting funny cause I'm getting it, I'm getting it/
That's just how it goes, middle fingers up, I'm flicking it/
Look. Flick 'em the bird, lyrical dishes; I serve/
Food for thought I got no time for beefing with herbs/
But I'm all about my bread, that's why I'm stacking it/
All work, more pay, Chase N. Cashe immaculate.../
Hook:
Immaculate. Immaculate.../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate.../
My aura just so hazardous, that chick so bad I had to hit/
You think you're fly? Don't matter man. She goose, I choose; immaculate/
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (it's rather clean).../
Immaculate. Immaculate. Immaculate (you see it, you see it).../