Lyrics: On Confidence, Fashion, and Attitude

Messing with no broke niggas.
Get down. Get down, girl.
Go ahead. Get down.
Get down, girl. Go ahead.
Met her at a beauty salon with a baby Louis Vuitton under her underarm.
She said, I could tell you rock.
I could tell by your charm.
By us girls. You got a flock.
I could tell by your charm and your arm. But I
tell me she can have an ass like Serena,
Trina Gina for low price. Fuck