Virtuoso - Want Me lyrics

There it is You know it's about to go down right The place is here, and the time is now come on (Virtuoso) Virtuoso ask for her by name Only the fliest mamis are playas in my game Chocolate thai reign stay high like a plane It's Cambridge baby ain't a damn thing changed My aim, is to be the top dog You yap ya trap but it's only talk though I'm not soft, the beef popped off the sweet got tossed And even salty cats crawl on they back We calm and relaxed, cause we know we got is sowed Hey galito, o-ohhhh, hey yo The Virtuoso blow O's of dro And yo the way reign there I swear my nose should glow I told ya so, sick like polio It's only four, twenty honey child you know And yes ya dressed fresh on yo breast Slip it off and girl let yo hips do the talkin' (Hook) We came to party, so girl shake yo body Girl I see you want me, so let's get it on (Where all the ladies at) (We came to party, so boy shake your body) (Look I see you want me, so let's get it on) (Iyadonna) Giorgio Armani, Gianni, Versace Glowin' wrists, less chicks solo my type of party Somebody, who came in them, fancy ringers And'll snatch me up to dance wid him My women friends all hold it down No poke holdin' hands At the bar wid bills out cause we holdin' them It was like, ten of them, and since my man ain't here let me attend to them, Avirex is dress-ted On top of Armani X it's for the big chested My God, I'm so impressed and, fully rested Anything get outta hand, it's cause, we let it Chickens get heated and call us conceited but they respect it I worked real hard for the trump necklace And I'm workin' real hard toward the truck Lexus G.S., no B.S., Iya stay holdin' it down Officialized down to a V.S (Hook) (Virtuoso) Gimme sixteen and I make a chick cream Twist green dro flow 'til my wrist gleam My top so hot ock I got spit steam And get between more dips lips than Listerine I'm slick machine oil I boil and bubble up We tryna party why are y'all bringin' trouble up You want me catch me on the floor honeys rubbin' up Chocolate on both sides lookin' like a double stuffed Oreo cookie, and I'm sorry y'all rookies Think I failed on a bet make a call to your bookie Now, what's the odds Virtuoso ain't harder prints pressin'? Just count ya blessings and thank God That I made another record My troops scoop and get the flava honeys naked Gettin' major money check it I Smoke the lye and scope the thighs And if you messin' with my night I might choke a guy Because (Hook)