Daily jog with my sneakers off, spray-painting the neighbour's home
And hang with the girls, now the girls turned on 'cause that's just how I was born
Classy bitch, so they all love me, they're wishin' that I was for free
But they better beg, they better plead
I'm tryna walk out the back 'cause the front door is crowded
And get in the back seat and make sure my dollars are counted
And gettin' my way should not ever be that complicated
Everyone around me is so easily persuaded
Natural-born killer (sweet, sweet taste like French vanilla)
But I get everything I want with no negotiations
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some
Some-some-some-some (some-some-some-some)
(Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some)
Ooh babe, you better know your place
In the crew, baby, get down, lace up
My shoes, baby, thank you, ha! Mwah
Like ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh!
I'm tryna walk out the back 'cause the front door is crowded
And get in the back seat and make sure my dollars are counted
And gettin' my way should not ever be that complicated
Everyone around me is so easily persuaded
Natural-born killer, sweet, sweet taste like French vanilla
But I get everything I want with no negotiations
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some
Some-some-some-some (some-some-some-some)
(Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some)
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some
Some-some-some-some, some-some-some-some