CHORUS Classic, Sinatra, Bad, Phantom of the Opera, Shuffle the deck I'll be the queen in the pack, Gotcha, Lady Patra. V1 Paper plans, roger that, ten four Got money, been had it, still gettin' more. Oh ya'll in the building but on different floors. Ya'll couldn't see it how we see it on ya tippy toes. Iggy so killing, so pretty, still pretty talking hits on hits, Mickguire, Bonds, Griffey, Mash it up bring the queens of the dancehall with me, Pearl handle on the pistol tell this world to come and get me. And I'm thumbing through designers to pick which'll fit me proper. Paid dues climbed through the ranks but we aint Shabba. Need me a rudeboy sumn straight out the Shotta's, That could drive a girl crazy all the way off my rocka. Versace's over eyelids looking like Biggie poppa, No they thought I wouldn't make it, I'm looking like what's the matta? But tell em money talks an I am not saying nada. New classic signed sincerely, Lady Patra. She's special and phenomenal. Body strong like a stallion. She got me wild like an animal. Chop it up, eh pon de floor, Chop it up, eh pon de floor, Ja put yuh whine dynamical. Billion dollar shit, trillion dollar looks. Tell dem broke bitch, read it da books Yuh ting turn up yuh got, Louis on ya foot, Ya know you got gully on da hook CHORUS Said she want a real one, yeah she want a real one. So she fuck with a Jamaican, dun, Yuh body looking like a million dollar, The baddest bitch you ever seen. The one I want to be my baby mama, I fuck her like my enemy. CHORUS