Diggy - Copy, Paste lyrics

Uh, it's Diggy... Queens, you with me? Yeah, let's get it... let's get it... Uh, check my million dollar swag I tell 'em ten four cause they wanna copy that, uh In the mall lotta shopping bags Baby girl what you want. Your boy got the tab If ya man say, "Where you at? " I'm a tell 'em, "I ain't seen her" Better hit her on her jag She's gone for the evening I make dem lean back Don Cartegena Yeah you know what's up Martin, Tommy, Gina I'm a leader like Derek Jeter They copy my domineer I'd be jocking I know they're watching They act like I don't see 'em but (ohhh) I'll never stop Keep me on the job when they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm on and I be in my Zone and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm gone My shoe game look here I'm rockin 'em Moccasins or go Jeremy Scott on 'em Loubotin look like they got spots on it My ratings up cause everybody's watching it I be V.I.P you in line where the rope is Don't come any closer, you might step on my toe, just Ladies it's your jam leave your jacket on the sofa Have a little cla**, put your gla** on the coaster Get it on the floor shake it Shake it like you're supposed to if you know getting over Tell 'em copy copy over I'll never stop Keep me on the job and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm on and I be in my zone when they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm gone Copy paste, copy copy paste Everything that I do they tryna do the same (the same thing) Copy paste, copy copy paste Tryna do it how I do it they can't do it like me (like me) Copy paste copy copy paste copy paste paste (paste paste paste) I'll never stop Keep me on the job and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm on and be in my zone and they be tryna Copy and paste me, copy and paste me I'm gone