Conceited (There's Something About Remy) - Album Version (Edited)

Uh, yeah
Uh-huh, come on
I'm conceited, I got a reason
Look, it's, come on, R-to-the-E-Z
Yes
See, this ain't nothin' that you used to (nah)
Out of the ordinary, unusual (uh-huh)
You gotta have the mind state like I'm so great
And can't nobody do it like you do
Miraculous, phenomenal (yes)
And ain't nobody in here stoppin' you
Show no love, 'cause you wassup (wassup)
Look at yourself in the mirror, like what the f-
Damn, I look good (I look good)
And can't nobody freak it like I could
Yeah, okay, I got a little fat, but
My shorty told me that he like it like that
Sh-, I'm happy (I'm happy), another me there never can be
See, I'm so outstandin'
Don't care if they can't stand me
I'm sittin' on top of the world like Brandy (sittin' on top of the world)
See, I look too good for this necklace
And I look too good to be wearin' this
You know I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be drivin' that
And I look too good to be buyin' that
You know I look way too good to be tryin' that
I'm conceited, I got a reason
Now who's that peekin' in my window?
Nobody 'cause I live in a penthouse
Baby I'm sorry, but I'm sexy
And all I want you to do is just bless me, let's see
This kid that I'm waitin' on
He said he love when my jeans look painted on
With a tight white tee, you ain't quite like me
Probably why I'm always gettin' hated on
Now shorty tryin' to push up on me like a Wonderbra
Listen when I speak, I wouldn't want you to take it wrong
Now, number one, I don't need you (I don't need you)
Your name's Q, I only see you when I see you
Listen, two, you could never play me (and why's that?)
'Cause I'm such a f- lady
Three, it's all about me, I don't wanna talk about it
If you'd like to hear it, here it go, I wrote a song about it
See, I look too good to be crushin' you
And I look too good to be lovin' you
You know I look way too good to be stuck with you
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be gettin' whipped
And I look too good to be havin' kids
You know I look way too good to be in the crib
I'm conceited, I got a reason
Oh, oh, oh, oh, I know what I'm doin'
I can't stop my body, I'm movin'
I'm boppin' and poppin' to the music
He's watchin' me and he's about to lose it
I'm droppin' it hotter than the dog called the Snoop did (drop it like it's hot)
"Face Down, A- Up," on some Luke shit
I'm outta control wit' it, dip it low, pick it up slow
Poke it out, now roll wit' it
My thong showin', but it's cool, my shoes go wit' it
Now all I need is a room wit' a pole in it
See, I look good and I'm knowin' it
And I was never too proud to be showin' it
See, I look too good for this necklace
And I look too good to be wearin' this
You know I look way too good to be innocent
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be drivin' that
And I look too good to be buyin' that
You know I look way too good to be tryin' that
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See, I look too good to be crushin' you
And I look too good to be lovin' you
You know I look way too good to be stuck with you
I'm conceited, I got a reason
See I look too good to be gettin' whipped
And I look too good to be havin' kids
You know I look way too good to be in a crib
I'm conceited, I got a reason