Yeah, I got somethin' MCs can kiss
It's a nice bum cheek and it goes like this
(Mwah) You fucked with the wrong bitch
(There's a battle over here) I don't care, I quit
'Cause there's two kinds of MC's out there
There's the ones who rap and the ones who don't care
And frankly I don't give a fuck
You might be dope on the mic but your music sucks, uh
Not me, I've got some dope beats
I'm an entertainer, not a lyricist
I'm so far from all you cats out there
If I get popular, I know that ain't fair
I've got 9 million plays and 1200 friends
Don't hate the player, man, hate the game
I never forced anyone to listen to my music
Never sent a bulletin, never posted shit
I'm a musical youth and I rules the nation
Something is wrong with this generation
They just want to play games like GTA
Eating some junk food and smoke weed all day
And when the beats come out of night
They're dancing hard and they're getting high
Guess who's making big bucks on this
I got something MCs can kiss

I got somethin' MCs can kiss
I got somethin' MCs can kiss
When I start to rap
I start to rap
I start st-start st-start l-li-like this

Now for all the girls who got work out there
I wanna see you wave your hands like you just don't care
You're looking all dressed up in your fancy clothes
I got you dancing as the music goes
The club is spinning around to the cowbell sound
So stomp your feet and shake the ground
Make way for the ladies who are ready to play
We're gonna party like it's Saturday

I got somethin' MCs can kiss
I got somethin' MCs can kiss
When I start to rap
I start to rap
I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this
I got somethin' MCs can kiss
I got somethin' MCs can kiss
When I start to rap
I start to rap
I sta-sta-sta-sta-start l-li-like this

Yeah, Uffie's going just a little higher
Jump, jump until you get tired
One for the ladies, two for my DJ
Three to get ready, we've got to let the beat play
Four to the floor, you can kiss my ass
I'm the least working girl in show business
Yeah, and I come home at 6
While you sleep, we don't quit, still dance on the beat
'Cause i don't have any job to attend in the morning
No boss on my shoulders to check how I'm doing
And maybe that's why I don't do so much
I left school too early 'cause i was on the rush
Of making my own dough, of doing my homework
To travel the whole world, to try all kinds of stuff
I even tried out to play the saxophone
And you'll be the first one to hear how it sounds
[Saxophone]