I get around

Got myself a reputation, I get around

Won't turn down an invitation, i get around

So when i'm in your city, yeah you know where to find me

I'm hitting all them liquor stores, yeah you know thats what i need

Get off your ass bitch, get me a snack bitch

I'll tell you what to do that's why they call me the boss bitch

Don't care what you think of me, i ain't your soulmate

Phones keep ringing, i turn that shit to vibrate

And update all my twitters and my posts

You stalk, you follow me, everywhere i go

Got myself a reputation, i get around

Wont turn down an invitation, i get around

When i'm in your city, your boy's gonna be there with me

I get around

I don't know his name but he sure knows mine

My lips tatted on his neck, portrait on his spine

Like oh my, he about to cross the line

I fucked with him once but it was just to pass the time

He be like, "you remember me, from that party last month?"

I'm like whoa, you're that guy i stay away from

Buying me all kind of things, one caret diamond ring

Now he on his knees, pleading "baby please marry me"

Security surronding me headed to my tour bus

Get a bottle, pop it quick, make my drink enormous

Pass out just to wake up in another state

You know i ain't fucking with no lightweight

Got myself a reputation, i get around

Wont turn down an invitation, i get around

When i'm in your city, your boy's gonna be there with me

I get around