Ne-Yo] 
Mmmmm, ohh-whoa-ohhhhh 
Hey! 

[The Game] 
Picture me and my gangsta girl, ridin with the top back 
Bangin Ne-Yo, my neck frio, my Sox hat 
Tilted to the side, like you know I get my grind on 
Get my shine on, jewelry blacken on rhinestones 
Rims spinnin like a globe on these low pros 
Do it big cause I'm s'posed to floss and that's the reason she break me off 
Cause I'm gangsta, and I'm ridin with 

[Ne-Yo] 
Ne-Yooooo, it's a thug and a gentleman 
Rollin like a boss do, no matter the cost to 
Not tryin to brag but, money not a issue 
Don't let your girl see us, that might make her diss you 
Cause if she roll with us, she won't even miss you 

[The Game] 
Uh, uh, uh  [bad word] bands when I throw a stack 
before it hit the ground she throw it back 
When I make it rain that's chump change that paid for the 26 on my Range 
Range, Range, drive, drive, take the wheel when I roll this lye 
Climb over to the passenger side and freeze 
 [bad word]  Ne-Yo] 
And once again it's on 
If she take a picture with a camera phone 
Then playa she [bad word] home 
And if I'm on her screen saver, that might mean later we gone 
If I let her take a picture, she will roll with me 
If I let her take a picture, she will roll with me 
If I let her take a picture, she will roll with me 
And will roll with me, and will roll with me, ohh 

[The Game] 
If you don't know by now baby I'm a star, look at my face, look at my car 
Look at my waist and look at my scars, look out the window see where we are 
In my Phantom, in my Rover bangin 

[Ne-Yo] 
Ne-Yooooo, it's a thug and a gentleman (yeah, yeah, yeah) 
She never rolled in a car with the suicide 
Girl when they see you and I, [bad word] suicide 
All of 'em want my girl - cause she pretty and thick in the thighs 
Homie don't mess with mine - do us or it's suicide 

[The Game] 
She call me Jay, I call her B, we gettin married, to the streets 
I'm chasin money she chasin me, I'm right where, I wanna be 
With the B, on my Bentley, the horse on my Lambo 
Crown on my Cadillac, checks on my Air Max 
Haters, better fall back, 'fore I put somethin in your ballcap 
That's my chick, I got her back like a bra strap 
Cause she fine, and she cute, she think she all that 
And she all that, that's my girl, that's my world 
 [bad word]  

[unknown female - repeat 2X] 
Game, can you take a picture? 
Ne-Yo, can you take a picture? 
We been waitin all night 
Just to take a picture wit'cha 

[The Game] 
Grab the wheel, take control, and let your hair blow inside my Lambo 
Pull out your phone, picture that 
take you home let your man know I'm hittin that 
While I'm hittin that, she send it back, she drop it low, we about to blow 
Me and N-E, dash, Y-O, yo', girl know 
She's so Ciara, so Eve, so Mariah, so 
She's so Trina, I'm R. Kelly; she remind me of, my gold D's 
I'm Coolie Hi, I'm Cocheese, she a 34-D, I'm so pleased 
I'm So So Def, she's so Janet, I'm J.D. and she fo' me 
In a H-2, we fo' deep, through the N.Y.C. off no sleep 
I hate to drive but I break it wide when I'm ridin with my show 
I kidnap her never take her home, ridin off bangin Ne-Yo sittin on chrome 
In that Maserati see the paparazzi they [cameras clicking] she gone