[Intro: Kelis]
First you make sure you've got two cups
Just in case, hmm, he shows up
Make sure they're ice cream filled
But you can't forget about the milk
[Verse 1: Pharrell]
Yeah n***a, see me in the air n***a
Learjet then I'm there n***a
A 'G' somethin and I'm coastin
Hit a bird out the sky see him closin to the ocean
Yeah n***a, I wear Billion Eight, not Air n***a
It's like five hundred for a pair n***a
Whatchu fallin out your chair n***a? Dont stare n***a
Yeah n***a, n***as' act so phony
See me rockin my roley, you wanna call the police
I skateboard n***a, you dont know me, ho please
Ima show you more beats, more fees, more keys, more vis
BBC, wait a minute, more cheese
More Pouncey's flyin overseas
I told you I'm in the air n***a, hmm, yeah n***a
You see what's in my ear n***a?
Quarter million for the pair n***a
Dont ask about this here n***a
Cause a ring's somethin you dont wanna hear n***a
See you scared n***as, whatchu dare n***a
I pay Liberace fair n***a, so yellow so rare n***a
So there n***a, hmm, yeah n***a
[Hook: Kelis](x2)
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
And there like "It's better than yours
Damn rite, it's better than yours
I could teach you, but I have to charge
[Verse 2: Kelis]
Everybody wanna know about who I touch
My reputation and who I f**
Some of y'all think I squeezed by with luck
But that ain't stop, that's from buyin that new Porsche truck
Yeah, I said Nas, y'all sick of SARS
Got the big house, cars, and garage
I'm kinda into Cosabella bras
I'm kinda into Vicky's secret draws
Yeah, Vicky's secret if you can keep it
If you don't leak it, maybe you can eat it
Fendi bags, Prada lenses
LV Trunk, boo I'm expensive
My girls know who I be (true)
My girls like VIP (true)
And they like Hpno-I-C (Que)
And they ain't tryin to show you ID (True)
Lookin like a queen from Karnival
n***as try to talk to me on the low
I ain't really catchin cause I'm on slow
And tryin not to scratch my Mano-lo
Blahnik, used to smoke chronic
Now show me blunts, I might just vomit
All you little n***as, thanks for the comments
Cause now it's fifity G's for Kelis to be on it
[Hook]
[Post-Hook: Kelis]
La-la la la la
My milkshake brings all the boys to the yard
La-la la la la
Hey-hey hey hey hey
La-la la la la
Damn rite it's better than yours
This is the remix
[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Hmm, flows on top of flows
Two hundred karats in my B-Boy pose
Cool Whip, the ice cream rake em in O's
My milkshake sell way better than yours
Keep my b**h in that juicy ga-tor
Sweats over the Louis's and they draggin the floor
Lemme tell how to mack a who*e
Show that b**h Lacroix then take her back to poor, hmm
Yeah, I'm big wheelin, seen that B, with the mesh grillin?
How it stretch from the seat to the ceilin?
Black on black playing a villain, lap full of stainless steel-in
Hmm, yeah, imagine the feelin, drop Lord Willin' sold a million
The first woulda been GT from dope dealin, top billin
Audio too, heard ya flows now it's time for school, check it
Hmm, don't let my Rollsy change through ya
Nothin bout Pusha tool up, it's just Jacob's my j**eler
Like to keep me cooler, keep heat in Philly like Slick Rick the Ruler
Young rappers act like y'all know, '04 is mine with the rhyme fo sho
Quarter million selling out the door
Kelis two million stand on that so-pho-more, Clipse!
[Hook](x2)