It wasn't me, it wasn't me, it wasn't me, your bitch she want the D, it wasn't me, your
Bitch she want the D, she want that shit from me, but I been in the beast mode, keep cool
I been livin' fancy on the banshee, California beach, real sandy, got her pussy leaking' through
Her panties, now shawty beggin' for a plan B, with the millionaires on where the
Racks be, if you lookin' for some money, do not ask me, I get the right price, do not
Tax me, if it's smoke, then it's up, don't put it past me, it wasn't me, your bitch she
Want the D, she want that shit from me, but I been in the beast mode, keep cool