(featuring Sir Daily, Kyleon & Slim Thug)      [Kyleon]   I need a dime like J-Lo, Vivica Fox   Put ice in her life, and some nice invisible rocks   Kyleon, the type that never like trashy chicks   No strippers just Moet sippers, classy chicks   The kind, that I can't let walk pass me chick   Do anything for her, as long as she ask me chick   Like flashy shit, DG Prada and Gucci clothes   And Victoria Secret silk panties, covers and ooh she knows   She never hang with movie hoes, dig dealers and X popping   She's not a bopper, that say she hop out of Lex droppers   She my sex doctor, good love she go hard in bed   Go down below my waist with her lips, and harden my head   I call her the warden in bed, she keep me on lock   Not only her, it's my game she keep me on top   A bad broad, she just might keep me on bops   But she love for daddy to hustle, that's why she keep me on blocks   That's why I love her mayn, uh      [Hook]   I need a dime broad, top of the line broad   A fine broad, fuck up a nigga mind broad   (I need a classy chick, mean a sassy chick   And when it's time to get freaky, she a nasty chick)   I need a play girl, down around the way girl   More than okay girl, help me get my pay girl   (I need a gangsta bitch, not a wanksta bitch   That's down to ride, but never in some gangsta shit)      [Slim Thug]   I need some'ing classy in the streets, but stone freak in the sheets   Caramel color, letter under six feet   Stand tall like a model, shaped like a Coke bottle   Smile, will make the hardest thug heart feel hollow   When she pass boys follow, trying to get at my chick   Richie Rich himself, couldn't get in my bitch   She not impressed by cash, boo got her own stash   Boo got her own house, bought her own S Class   Independent lady, still up for the babies   Could be the house wife or the Boss type, it's crazy   My boo go to church, three days a week   My boo put God first, everyday she see   She never dug, hanging out in the club   By ten she tucked in, waiting on Thug   Never hating on Thug, or what Thug do   Cause Thug would be a fool, if Thug don't stay tru to my boo      [Hook]      [Chris Ward]   Even though it ain't Hova, breathe easy baby   It's the realest of the real, C-Weezie baby   You's a fake trick, if you tease me baby   Only like modeling chicks, that's sleezy baby   Now um come closer, squeeze me baby   Get all that you can get, just release me baby   See I never cry to hoes, I just talk fly to hoes   Usually lie to hoes, bout buying 'em Prada clothes   If I do soon as they trip, they strip up out of those   Back to the sto' refund time, cause that's just how it goes   Now you know, I fuck 'em and leave 'em duck 'em and weave em   Listen to they sad stories, never fucking believe em   She got me sprung, waking up in the evening   Cause the night was incredible, sex was great she's unforgettable   The thought of her is endless, I just can't let it go   Therefor she's earned the position, to be that one I will settle fo'      [Hook - 2x]