Cinna - Pardon My French Lyrics

Pardon my french when I'm on tour
I say bonjour hoes asking me for an encore, think she want more
But I'm so unsure I think I'm not the one for her
She said that we'd be good together I got a blunt for her
Baby come forth tell me if we get together will I be the one you cum for
If not then hit the f*cking door
The way I ride in Lamborghinis you'd think that I invented doors?
I'm just a young nigga that's gone ride in an Aventador
The way my hoes show up, you can tell my doors go up
I used to show hella love, but now I'm just like, so what
I ain't really make it off of being kind
My goal was to be the nicest nigga ever, but some days I'm like, nevermind
I just want some head from a baddie who pulls it out and said it's so big
But she still gon' give me brain if it like Megamind
I'll turn my watch back and drop a song so futuristic
That niggas put two and two together and think I'm ahead of time
I'm my own top five, so whatever list you put together, it don't matter
I swear to God It'll never be ahead of mine
The best bars I ever heard are living in this head of mine
I told the bitch to come back tomorrow, it'd be a better time
Caught her doing coke while I was drinking coke
She said she need a glass table, that's gon' help her when she do the better lines
Damn, shorty was an actress, I really thought she had loved me
She's so good, she did better lines
But, once again, I'm a f*ckin' dummy
She only here for the f*ckin' money and Rick Owens jeans
Got the strings like a f*ckin' mummy
A lot of you niggas f*ckin' bummy
Go ahead, cry at home, nigga, to your f*ckin' mummy
Chain shinin' while I make it rain, so it's still f*ckin' sunny
I got authority issues even, my dad would never f*ckin' son me
Closet way too crazy, you won't ever catch me dressin' for me
Smartest nigga every time I write, you learn a lesson from me
Real nigga every time I write, you get a blessing from me
I gotta like you, if I don't think you can rap, you won't get no session from me
Damn, either way I'm goin' in
If we not really close friends, I don't want you to call me twin
They celebrate it when you lose, they hatin' on me when I win
I want the best of both worlds, so take a second place again, yeah
Get it? I really hope you f*ckin' do
I heard every single rumor, I guarantee they f*ckin' true
If somebody calls and says, Cinna doesn't f*ck with you
And that he saw me out with not one light skin, but f*ckin' two
Damn, I guess it's all f*ckin' true
They said every time I rap, I only speak the f*ckin' truth
They said every time I catch fire when I get in the booth
They said I had way too much money and saw the f*ckin' proof
They said everybody that's hatin' on me is f*ckin' goofy
They said I had way too much paper that I was losin' loose leaf
They said my drums kick like Batman, but he was mixed with Bruce Lee
They said I got their girl's favorite song like I was f*ckin' Toosie
Take the ones out and wipe her down like I was f*ckin' Boosie
Once again, if he don't f*ck with Cinna, he's a f*ckin' goofy
Once again, if she get on my bus, she ain't no f*ckin' groupie
Huh? Huh? Yeah, yeah