Look, you know I love a tiger, she got the buns I admire I'm about to buy that bitch a car, I'm about to send Audie to wire You know I love a tiger, I skirt on her ass like a tire She like, Papi, you on fire, huh, she like, Papi, you on fire Four-foot walkin', ayy, hold on, louder than the church choir I do a drill in a suit, then I change my attire Look, she throw that ass back in a quick sack Change her clothes and then make a Snapchat Then she go talk about it on her Facebook I'm like, baby, I thought we was past that