Fancy Lyrics

I call him my Jamie Foxx

And I'm his fancy

In this hotel

We Vacuum sealin packs

But not the fannies

I got some clients in St. Peter's

Clients on South Hanley

Egyptian

Asian

White

Black

Bosnian

And Pakistani

They all think I'm fancy

Call me high sadity

Bitch I ain't yo mama

Back up off my titties

I get them whole thangs in

In shipments

Then go flood the city

Can't trust a soul

So by my lonely

I Complete the mission

I do what I want

I don't need yo permission

this wap get wetter

Every stroke he gotta reposition

I just get money

Add it up

Bitch I'm a mathematician

Funding my business

Rode him right

Now he pay my tuition

Easy as these niggas come

Easy they go

He want me to have all his babies

I just want facial

They gone spin about me

Anytime that I say so

I'm trained to blow

I'm my own shooter

If you know

You know