NO SIR (FREESTYLE)

Oh my God! Wa-woha, wooha? Wooha Hahahahaha What the hell am I even gonna talk about? Yea, yea You know I ain't wholesome I need two of them niggas like the Olsens They say that I'm too fun Skin brown like the Henny, baby, pour some You know I ain't wholesome I got two of them niggas like the Olsens They say that I'm too fun Skin brown like the Henny, baby, pour some No sir You cannot sleep on me, no sir I ain't a cold serve Real pop girl shit like the posters No sir You cannot sleep on me, no sir I ain't a cold serve Real pop girl shit like the posters Ooh, ya need some more You ain't never seen a girl like me before That's why when you leave the door You deleting the numbers of all your whores Hey, platinum pussy too magic Buy me a Lambo and a horse carriage Then we can talk about marriage Bust me down in VVS, I ain't average Serving you drama, sex, fashion, couture And everything snazzy You wanna treat me all flashy dashing So I can tell my friends that I'm calling you zaddy, uh No sir You cannot sleep on me, no sir I ain't a cold serve Real pop girl shit like the posters No sir You cannot sleep on me, no sir I ain't a cold serve Real pop girl shit like the posters