Conceited (There's Something About Remy)

Uh, yeah
Uh-huh, come on
I'm conceited, I got a reason
Look, it's R to the eazy
Yes

See, this ain't nothin' that you used to
Out of the ordinary, unusual
You gotta have the mind state like "I'm so great"
And can't nobody do it like you do
Miraculous, phenomenal
And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you
Show no love, 'cause you wassup
Look at yourself in the mirror, like "what the fuck?"

Damn, I look good
And can't nobody freak it like I could
Yeah, okay, I got a little fat, but
My shorty told me that he like it like that, shit
I'm happy (I'm happy), another me there never can be
See, I'm so outstanding
Don't care if they can't stand me
I'm sittin' on top of the world like Brandy

See, I look too good for this necklace
And I look too good to be wearing this
You know, I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look way too good to be driving that
And I look too good to be buying that
You know, I look way too good to be trying that
I'm conceited, I got a reason

Now, who's that peaking in my window?
Nobody, 'cause I live in a penthouse
Baby, I'm sorry, but I'm sexy
And all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see
This kid that I'm waiting on
He said he loves when my jeans look painted on
With a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me
Probably why I'm always getting hated on

Now shorty tryna push up on me like a Wonderbra
Listen, when I speak out, I wouldn't want you take it wrong
Now number one, I don't need you
Your name's Q, I only see "u" when I see you
Listen, two, you can never play me
(Why's that? And why's that?) 'Cause I'm such a fuckin' lady
Three is all about me, I don't want to talk about it
If you'd like to hear it, here it go, I wrote a song about it

See, I look too good to be fucking you
And I look too good to be loving you
You know, I look way too good to be stuck with you
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be getting whipped
And I look too good to be having kids
You know, I look way too good to be in the crib
I'm conceited, I got a reason

Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, I don't what I'm doing
I can't stop, my body from moving
I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music
He's watching me and he's 'bout to lose it
I'm droppin' it hotter than the drop it like it's hot
"Face down, ass up," on some Luke shit

I'm out of control with it
Dip it low, pick it up slow, poke it out, now roll wit' it
My thong showin' but it's cool, my shoes go wit' it
Now all I need is a room wit' a pole in it
See, I look good and I'm knowin' it
And I was never too proud to be showin' it

See, I look too good for this necklace
And I look too good to be wearing this
You know, I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look way too good to be driving that
And I look too good to be buying that
You know, I look way too good to be trying that
I'm conceited, I got a reason

See, I look too good to be fucking you
And I look too good to be loving you
You know I look way too good to stuck with you
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be gettin' with
And I look to be having kids
You know, I look way too good to be in the crib
I'm conceited, I got a reason