Beauty babe

Yo girl just kiss the girl, I do bye, shake for a shake, I'm throwing these emirates in the sky, spinning this encephaloma, make 'em piece the M-O-N-E-Y

I love my beaches, South beaches, surf, board and high tide, I can just roll up 'cause I'm swole up, so that birthday cake get the cobra

Bugatti for real, I'm Cobra, the autobiography rover, got the key to my city, it's over, no thoughts, only in the color covers

I said records, stretch it, hold up

I know you came here to see, if you afraid then you come home with me, and I know what you came here to do, now bust it open let me see you get loose