Luxury

Call me luxury, I'm too expensive to touch, I swear He love to see

Chocolate all dressed up, he love my company Man, He just can't get enough, man, he just

Can't get enough Real thick and her face card is booming

Hair done and her nails go stupid When she pop out, everybody start looking

Cause she a 5'3", with some taste, real pretty

Don't need nothing on her face She got the juice, she got the sauce

Feeling like Young M.A. Don't care if she got flaws, she love herself anyway

Only the real can relate, drip hard to replace Bad bitch don't need shit to validate

She a go-getter, ready for this money like a race

Can't no one steal her place, she always come first