Letra de 'Look At Me Now' de Jeremih

"i be gettin hella bitches in mih dm
Know u see me when i probably pull up in the bm
W or riding around the 100' city streets
Or probably singing center stage up in th biggest coliseum
(cha-ching) money from the am to the pm
I just left from overseas a bedroom full of europeans
With they chess out so they say it's best u move
They know i just do like checks on shoes
Ain't it funny when you say they love me
And they really call a nigga cool j
Maybe later we can get some bubbly
I know you're tired of sipping in that goose thang
Maybe later we can introduce thang kick it like mih lil nigga lu-kane
(wooh hah wooh hah)
Beat it up eat it up yea turn you you into mih little buffet'
N start to shitting on you niggas with the flow n on the mic i leave you poop stains
N if your wifey get real lucky in mih pocket maybe we can go n spend a little oose change
Make it rain trick
Damn she taxin, i got that flame shorty show me what u
Candle,
Do u know them bitches start waxin it.
They be claiming that they really want it but i know they really doesn't come on igga get up off mih toes
Call me magic city boy they callin me tha pretty boy cuz only pretty bitches up n down mih pole
And i puts it down to the ground
I put that there on mih sole
Nigga i'm da shit, i know it ain't only mih nose

That's right yea mih's here
Seated 1a, fly as hell
No stylist here, but i'ms here
Up up n away i'm fly as hell like
(gasp) jets fool
U pussy ass niggas need vigasil
You see the belt, thats ysl
A lotta shit ain't adding up
Y'all minus well uh
Give it up like a pick up truck when they see the meter up ain't no tellin me they gonna give a f*uck
Though i'd be milli vanilli but really i get silly when they be thinking i'm goin oft but i just keep it up,
Back to the heat we don't need the oven
Making this here sound that the people love
Stop messing with fam he don't make enough
Dick'n these beats

Down down make the speakers bust
But lemme get back to the motive of the minute
Money sitting tall yours more like a midget
Ching ching maybeline yea i'm going for the digits
Gotta get the "w" even if it was a scrimmage
Shorty say she want it n she know that imma get it
You see baby imma own it like i never wanna rent it
Shorty get to opening up n get to calling me the dentist
N though i love to eat the popeyes, i'm going for the spinach
N i keep fire the wintertime wood
Nigga imma just just shine like a momma sun should
N even though i hate to fall(fall) in between
But the winters just fine when the summers all good
And now they hate but they say j got hits well shit that's all i should
Mvp for yall i would !,"