[Intro]

Isn't she beautiful?

Ever meet a really nice girl

And then the more you try to get close to her

The more you realize she's phony?

[Verse 1]

She wants a desperado, higher than Colorado

Her kind of model is a hooker. YOLO is her motto

She wants the finer things, low riders and diamond rings

She'll drive a man insane on her quest to find a king

Dough, she gotta have it. Oh, she gotta lavish

Everything around her. With her man, she'll be chomping at him

Her wish list, stretching it long

I thought I was the fantasy freak. I guess I was wrong

I say to her A U, U looking golden

But R U N E thing more than money folding?

Is that your permanent rune to make the magic happen?

You love cubs? I don't wanna C U B their fashion

Cause everything you C R E 8 is X

Y Z with rich players when they're gonna hate you next?

You want cell phone pics from Hell though?

Huh, you might as well go lick your elbow!

Go ahead

[Hook]

She is oh so evocative

Provocative signs flashing in the opulence

That type of girl could never be monogamous

Conquering the world at the top of the metropolis

The populous is stuck in Heliopolis

But she believes the sun is where Apollo is

Rolexus and sexing, dear

I'm guessing that's all she hears

[Verse 2]

You're so bottomless but you wanna sell fat-ass

Me? I wanna sell intelligence

And pardon me if you think I'm a middle-class jackass

But what the hell are you? A selfish elephant?

You were so down to earth at first. Look what happened to ya

You don't ever say you love me with a passion, do ya?

Like round ball. Every time I pass it to ya

I don't get a shout out. You just make the catch and shoot it

I just wanna open your mind

You wanna open your legs. We're not living in the linen

I say I love women above all things

But that doesn't mean I love all women

You're like a little girl, too young to understand me

Cause I'm a little Tony, but I'm more Manny

And you're a modern-day Elvira. Ambitions you have none

How can you give head when you don't even have one?

[Verse 3]

I'm a frog, but you're kissing the tadpoles

You want penetration, but you listen to assholes

They show their colors and you cry on my shoulder

And when I try to be your soldier, you get colder

And mess around with them again. They don't care

No stress about a gentleman. It's not fair

They look sunny just to hide fear in the weather

They gotta dress themselves up to keep the mirror together

But not me. I can't flash cash

But that doesn't stop me from my direction

No real affection connects with

The Lexus and Rolexes. How could you call that perfection?

You're acting like you belong in the treetops

I waited for your love longer than Detox

You're out of control. No stopping this shit

I mean, come on! Let's face it. Hip-hop, you're a bitch!

[Outro]

Rolexes, and the Lexus

And the texting, and the sexing

And I'm guessing that's all she hears

That's all she hears