(Honorable C-N-O-T-E) I prefer thick hoes But I ain't got a preference I don't fuck nothin' but bad hoes But I ain't got a preference (go) Cartiers because I'm kinda skeptical I pulled up in a Spectre, and I just caused a spectacle (well, damn) Plain Jane Hublot on, I'm tryna be intellectual And I don't even pump gas no more, 'cause all my cars electric (wow) I'm flying down on National, I'm drivin' kinda irrational (drivin' around) I'm feeling real fantastical, my classical Grand National My bitch ain't even no actress, but she acting all dramatical The bitch done got emotional, start acting all irradical How you gon' compete with me? You pulled up in a Challenger My car ain't got three seats, I'm in the middle with two passengers You should find something safe to do, 'cause this is not for amateurs My house like a mall, my shit bigger than Perimeter I prefer thick hoes But I ain't got a preference I prefer convertibles But I ain't got a preference I don't fuck nothin' but bad hoes But I ain't got a preference And I don't want but a bankroll I ain't got a preference The fountains in my mansion look like the ones at the Bellagio (oh my God) Long-nose revolver, I nicknamed it Joe DiMaggio (Joey) If I don't be honest, will my nose grow like Pinocchio? (Huh?) This bitch got long hair, but she ain't no Pocahontas though (no) You ain't gettin' money, ain't no marble on your kitchen floor (no) My ho said she wants sushi, so I flew that bitch to Tokyo (sushi) Black Phantom, white guts, call that bitch an Oreo (call that bitch a what?) McLaren Speedtail peel off like Super Mario I prefer thick hoes But I ain't got a preference I prefer convertibles But I ain't got a preference I don't fuck nothin' but bad hoes But I ain't got a preference And I don't want but a bankroll I ain't got a preference