Brown, nigga, uh, chromed out 6 and shit
Bubblin' layin' up with them Colombians
Oh fuck no, I gets dough, Fox Brown Mama
Jig suits from Gabbanna
True, balla nigga who you callin'
Papa we be flashin', sex lastin', all night long, it's strong
The Mac-tress, Ill na, na, like Benihana steaks
The boogie like a fresh pair of snakes
Italian, Fox Brown the don, Gucci on
Stylin', sip Cristal on the Cayman Islands
Uh, got gay niggas ready to switch, like Gravano
Turn that mob nigga to snitch, true player to don
From Veneddinni, five carats on the arm, jew-els be the bomb
The four hotties, Total and Foxy, sippin' spumante
Bad girl of the year, '96 Pam Grier, uh!
I don't need, no one but you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Many people tell me my style is terrific
Stupendous, tremendous, I bend just a little bit more
Than the average whore, 'cause I'm focused
I rock Versace lamps and sofas
You didn't know I like crocodile boots and gator suits
The biggest willies, got to fill me, huh
I like the hot wheels, you got a fast car
Like Tracy Chapman, you can cruise with this rap star
The mink sporter, the heroin importer, I be that rich bitch
Stack banks by the chips, check it
I spot hits like Spud Mackenzie, I'm Leona Hemsley
Taxes is gettin' axes
It's essential for the presidentials, certified testicles
Get sprayed forty decibels, the king and I
All you need in this world, I'm a bad girl
The high pitch Queen Bitch
I don't need, no one but you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Once again I'm all you need with the caramel skin
Fat luscious lickable lips in a jet black Benz
Stackin' ends, fulfillin' dreams, makin' life complete
Come take a journey with this funkdafied bitch that can't be beat
Once, twice, second time around for me
Three times more than the lady you'd imagined it be
I been, reinstated, platinum plated and niggas hated
Relay it that I'm the shit, twelve lugers in the clip
Get Hot like a Chili Pepper, Flea for me
You got the blunt, give it away to the B-R uh A-T
And check my M3, they got mo' beats than Bo Peep got sheep
And you can't keep up with this heifer from the west side streets
I'm countin' mad money, acting funny with all the phonies
Keepin' it real with homies who been real with me
It would defeat the purpose for me not to flash my rocks
Cash fabulous checks, invest in stocks and bonds
Sippin' on Dom
I don't need, no one but you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't need no one
I don't need no one, baby (yeah)
As long as I have you (baby)
You gotta believe me, baby (believe me, baby, believe me, baby)
'Cause what I say is true (yeah)
I don't need no one, baby (oh)
You're the only one for me
I don't need nobody else
Baby, can't you see (say, can't you see now)
I don't need, no one but you, ooh, ooh, ooh
I don't need no one
I don't need, no one but you, you, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I don't need no one
