You got a nigga tripping, slipping, coming back for a lil’ taste Sliding home, like a nigga safe Frequent flyer miles clocking, and I ain’t a minute late Tell them lonely hoes get it straight I do my duty like minuteman But I ain’t a minute, babe This won’t be a minute babe I’ma do a number on ya figure like the number 8 Warren G, I’m finna regulate Pipe down, a nigga playing on the radio 97, 105 got a nigga gone Night time is when the WildThings tend to roam I got intent to roam So let a nigga lay you down like a couple dope lines when I feel it Give it to you deep deep, have you in ya feelings When I’m, all outta love, promise you gon feel it But you ain’t never gon’ feel it
I guess I’m stingy People tell me I’m stingy Niggas tell me I’m stingy… Stingy… Stingy… Stingy…
Niggas tell me I’m stingy And I’m cool with it… A lot of niggas wouldn’t know what to do with it Oh well! That’s they loss The type shit to make a nigga take a day off Than we can take off Fly private just to keep it private You the only option even though I got options Vibin’, problems, we ain’t got those, baby Swear you got a nigga going so, crazy, shit It’s whatever babe… You say you need it, it’s on the way They want a piece of your lovin’ But they won’t get nothin ‘Cause straight up, I’m cuffin’ yo ass off the rip (RIP!) ‘Cause you got the juice (JUICE!) So I guess I got the juice like that too Got a nigga all on you like a tattoo And that’s facts boo Girl, I’m saying you can say I’m trippin’ but I’m stingy…
I guess I’m stingy People tell me I’m stingy Niggas tell me I’m stingy… Stingy… Stingy… Stingy…