[snippet from "Take me simple" by NAV]
Driving down the 401 and I'm speeding
Basic bitches asking me what a bean is
Put her number in my phone and delete it
Put her number in my phone and delete it
These youngins just said he needs laces for his Jordan 9s
He ain't talking bout shoes
My killas they ballin, but they don't crossover
They stand on the corner and shoot
These pussies rapping on road, but they singing in jail
My bro on the run, trynna stack up his bail
My pockets is low, I didn't want check the mail
Now that I'm up, man I'm giving em' hell
I just want money, I don't need these hoes
She see I'm getting money, she ain't know, now she know
She didn't wanna fuck with me when I was broke
Now I'm putting white girl, white girl, white girl

If you take me simple, I swear you won't take me simple again
If you take me simple, I swear you won't take me simple again
Catch me in the 6 with my day ones
We don't need no new friends
(If you take me simple, I swear you won't take me simple again)

[break]