[Intro]
I wanna get somethin straight right off top
This song is not about all women
This song is about my woman

You give me everything
You give me everything
And I'ma hold you down

[Verse 1]
I wanna hit the mall, buy my woman every bag
Take care of every problem that she ever had
Take her to the jewelry store and by everything
Ain't a thang, chicken wing
Take care of everything
Every man that she ever had never did
So I'm doing what them sucka n***as never did
Every n***a say he would but he always ain't
Every n***a say he can but they always can't
Can't deal with him baby, he's a loser
Let's take a cruise or a vacay, triple [?]
St. Tropez, call this a holiday
[?]
I'm a street n***a, still drink [?]
Forty dollars for my bottles, no Rosè
You ask if I drink Cris I say, no way
But if you want it you can have it, it's your day
Give me all of your good lovin'
Make sure I don't [?] or nothin'
Trust me baby I'm not frontin'
I'ma hold you down
Give me all of your good lovin'
Make somethin' out of nothin'
I'll be more than a woman
I'ma hold you down

[Verse 2]
I'm gonna hit the lot and buy my woman any car
That she ever thought she wanted or could wish for
Panoramic [?]
We smokin' loud [?]
Keep her with fourteen grams in her Gucci bag
And about ten racks in her Louis bag
That's that baby come get me they got me bag
[?]
Let me tell you why she get what she got though
Cops said hello, she said fuck po po
Then locked her up and, she [?] right out
And then we hit the mall 'til they turned the lights out
Tell the officer, she got a new fur
We [?] you know him and her

Everything you do for me
Makes me
Hold you down
No matter what the case may be
No matter what the case may be
I'll always be around
[Verse 3]
I wanna take my woman all across the seven seas
Playin' music that was made in the '70s
Mayfield, Marvin, Brothers Isley
You play Aretha when you mounted up and ride me
I'm in your bloodstream girl, like a IV
You thought that other man had you 'til you tried me
Everything you deserve, he can't provide that
Now ain't you glad you took a closer look where I'm at
Well anyway, he's a moocher, vulture
A goon n***a, baby he ain't got culture
You ride or die for me so you get a chauffer
Chinchila killa baby you don't wear [?]
No [?] you be in that fox fur
At the Fox theater for a concert
Your ex n***a, he just said he at the front row
You hit him back and said "I know, I'm back stage ho"