Verse 1

It was hot in the building turn on my propellers
I was chillin being broke N famous with the fellas
When some girls showed up/ I said I wasn’t single
They said so what/ you think you the man
Better slow up/ I didn’t understand
Know they heard my cuts
Usually that is all it takes
But these girls were faking like they weren’t fake
And didn’t want dinner dessert and all my cake
I’m like come on it’s hard to catch me when I’m not awake
You think I’m sleeping when you try snatching my estate
She said she’s just a fan and thinks I’m great
And it’s just about the music/ it rules the day
(Huh) I said that’s kind of lame
She said I’m better than the groupy fan in search of fame
I know that’s true/ I said I’m Lyle how do you do

Hook

She’s a groupy fan but she likes the music
Not even worried what your pornographic views is
I mean are she doesn’t care if you a star or not
As long as your music is hot

Verse 2 H That Dude

Verse 3

I said what about them other cats making it rain
Like they control the weather/ don’t you want to give them pleasure
I thought everyone likes’em/ she said they’re alright but
The songs aren’t exciting/ so they get none tonight
With hair that looks like they got hit by lightening
Actually I like music that test the time
And all we get now is a flash in the pan
Music sucks lyrics are garbage and trash
Dj’s are robots that can not last
They used to break a record/ now if it’s not known
They too scared for the people to check it
Unless it’s on the radio full blown
So when I go out It feels like I stayed home
But I’m feeling your lane/ where we going
Slowdown or sped up where it’s snowing
This groupy fan loves to change the emotions
But she won’t be going down on no men