I Look Good

Oh My Momma (Momma)

On My Hood (Hood)

I Look Fly (Yeah)

I Look Good (Good)

Touch My Swag (Swag)

Wish You Could (Could)

I Look Fly (Yeah)

I Look Good (Good)

I Look Good (Good!)

Hundred on a neck ware

Fifty on a stop-watch

Glaring at the diamonds make ya bust it baby hop-scotch

Over here to my spot

Say she wanna party

I do it big baby like my L.R.G

Show the air-harded winner

Feeling like a rock band

Eighty-seven jeans and white-T when on the block man

Jay's still rocking

Forces still moving

Chuck Taylor's killing

Adidas still grooving

Locs on my face

But that's just the front

Take em off and show the haters when I wanna stunt

Get'cha high like a blunt

Rolling up the best

Fruity Pebbles got a hands rolling up my chest

With me you don't wanna mess mayne touch my (swag)

Shopping off the bandanna make ya throw the white (flag)

Get it to the whip game

Momma had the bread

Paint grain woman that's white-banger make ya leg

Mayne!

Oh My Momma (Momma)

On My Hood (Hood)

I Look Fly (Yeah)

I Look Good (Good)

Touch My Swag (Swag)

Wish You Could (Could)

I Look Fly (Yeah)

I Look Good (Good)

I Look Good (Good!)

Ballin' is a drug

That I don't mind abusing

Gucci on my body Jay walking in the fusions

Hit the La-Tex get it poppin' in the lusions

Tell ya right now plexing catch the tusions

Who lights the fan?

Hot like a flame

Boys throw a Haterade on me still ain't his thang

Double shots rain

Hand on patron

Round of that white and all the

Shawty jocking my calone

Greed it'll make ya hurt