Look baby imma spin this with no warning As you spin that round and See they mad I made 'em moaning How many times they wished I fall Verse 1 Hold on, wait, shorty pass me the bottle How many hundreds of dollars I'm counting All of the times that these niggas have counted me out Fuck it you gotta be mad I did your shorty, gotta be sad I'm in the club at the back with a whole lotta racks Whole lotta money Paramedics strap you up like a mummy Look at you dumb, whole lotta stupid I go dumb, bet, I'm making a movie Hold on, I got ten on me, that may be us Walk in the club, shut that shit down and make it a plus I make it clap for me Interlude [And I will strike down upon thy with great vengence and furious anger thosе who attempt to poison and destroy] Chorus Look baby imma spin this with no warning As you spin that round and See they mad I madе 'em moaning How many times they wished I fall Look baby imma spin this with no warning As you spin that round and See they mad I made 'em moaning How many times they wished I fall