[Lyric] She Call Me God (Fred the Godson)

[Intro]
Haha, okay ma
Preach, preach! Hahahaha
That's big, yeah
(VINNY IDOL...)

[Verse 1]
Girl nombre uno
Like the fat sumo
Like the way I rap, you know, papi chulo
So cocky, you know me
Black shades like Kool Mo Dee
I move OT, '03, seen two OD
I get mine, COD
She owe me, she wanna pay back
Get camcorded and played back
Grand vans, no Maybachs, I'm hood
She love my gangsta whip
White tee and a handkerchief, wipe your shit
Swallow, I guess she like the dick
But she choke, guess she like the Knicks
Ha, it's no Deng
I leave chicks like Ewing, knees hurt with no ring
No commitment, Miss miss submission
I'm Mister mint condition, listen...
[Chorus]
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God y'all)
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God)

[Verse 2]
Girl 2, I met her in a Hummer Two
She was stuntin', it was summer too
I'm coming through like mid-August
Grillin' on the left wrist, guess the kid flosses
Come here, get in
Look, it's like hell in this Fahrenheit
She got open by the smell of my Fahrenheit
Truck high, real high, fan height
She looking nervous, what ma? You scared of heights?
Ha, well the Benz on reservation
Truck 10 feet, rims is regulation
M6, the drop for ventilation
Every whip black, we looking like Rhythm Nation
I'm a Geto boy, Willie D
Mixed with the lost swag of Billy Dee
Her pops had a run in the 80s, Sheila E
Krush Groove, she got a crush, she feeling me

[Chorus]
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God y'all)
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God)
[Verse 3]
Girl 3, conversation like girl 6
I'm on the other line like "oh shit, come quick"
I don't care where we at, I'ma beat it
Some say I'm too fat to be conceited
Well, my life's not average
I flow so right and my wife's a bad bitch
So for me to scoop her
All I need is some Barry and The Best of Luther
Invest in your future, enjoy the good food
Fred The God, he a good dude
In any good mood guap ready cake he reaching
Then cop heavy like out of shape policemen
His and hers, your kids can splurge also
Gordo, is for sure dough
Come here mama, Fred is good, I'll make you moan
Yo Vinny Idol, take us home, yeah

[Chorus]
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God y'all)
First and, second, tonight
(Uhh, uhh, she call me God)