Selfish Lyrics

I'm callin' (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) I can't, let you, let you (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
To my thick chicks down in Texas All the way to New Orleans where the girls cook catfish And in L.A.every chick's an actress Hollywood status with the shaded glasses
To Detroit, yeah, the place that I rest Where the ladies got ass to sell a lot sex And hot Atlanta y'all is one of the best Where they speak southern and slang and smoke la cess
And New York women are way too fresh Too much on your mind let me ease that stress I wish you all were mine it's so selfish Maybe I'm feelin' myself too much I guess
But to my ladies all across the globe In small towns that I don't even know To all local international codes Whether you see me in streets or catch me at shows
I'm callin' (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) I can't, let you, let you (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
Uh, and I'll be tryin' to come around my girl actin' like Mr. Friendly And steal the spotlight like Mr. Bentley I spotted her like Spud McKenzie And for them fake boobies I payed them Benjies
Get your own, I got Paris he got Nicky he tried to get 'em a clone He said yeah you know you got extra hoes And everything you do is extra cold From the Polo fleece to the Jesus piece I got family in high places like Jesus niece
Can I please, say my peace If y'all fresh to death, then I'm deceased And this one here, is a heat rocks Spit like a beat box, the way the beat rocks New version of Pete Rock But for that Benz I get CL love So I switch my girls around like 3L-dub
I'm callin' (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) I can't, let you, let you (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
What up Pam how your little man doin' in New Jersey Last I heard he caught the flu and you was worried Hope he feels better, and thanks Jonetta from Cleveland For that good head in your Jetta better believe it
Shanice you're my piece from Compton Before I mark the plane make sure you cop them trees to spark up Danielle ATL got them pictures in the mail You sealed with a kiss and you send it with Chanel
You lookin' good in that one showin' off your body Had a Beverly Hills mami that would buy me Cardi's Take me to after parties her name was Carrie And it sucks that we didn't keep in touch I'm sorry
But, hey Kim how's Minneapolis? You so pretty hate to show off your titties for silly classes 'Cause I love you girls though you ain't mine I wish my arms was long enough to hug you all of the same time
I'm callin' (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Out to (I want you to myself I can't help it) All my (Yeah, maybe I'm selfish) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (Maybe I'm selfish) I can't, let you, let you (I want you to myself I can't help it) Be with, yeah, no one, yeah, but me, yeah, baby
I'm callin' (Callin') Out to (Out to) All my (All my) Y'all my, ladies and I can't (I can't) Let you (Let you) Be with, no one, but me, baby