Me and Raffi go tonight, feel good, my girl alright
Ayy, a model, she a model, spin around the money, she a truffle
Ayy, girl, I could write a novel, to how she hot and a bustle
Ayy, a model, she a model, get a girl, spin around the money, she a truffle
Ayy, I could write a novel, to how she clean and a bustle
Ayy, her boots and nails and her handbag, man, somebody ramp it up, cause she whip up off the clock