You get back to the hotel and stay there
I like it here
Go on, get moving
I said I like it here
Well, I can change that in a hurry
Yeah, yeah
Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint
Who wanna battle me? (I'm a cold motherfucker)
West coast, bitch
West coast, west coast, bitch

Respect my space
Get out my face
You're being replaced (yeah)

Your whole history is being erased
No memory of you, not even a trace
You're not in my memory bank
I'm the one pumped
Just remember your aim
I'm smoking the dank (yup)
Go hard in the paint
Who you supposed to be? 'Cause I'm drawing a blank
You're dead to me, fool
Starting to stink (yeah)
Look at my shape, candy red like the paint
Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint
Trying to be him, but nigga, you can't

Respect my space (respect it)
Respect my space (respect it)
Respect my space
Get out my face, you're being replaced (yup)
Respect it, respect it
Respect my space
Get out my face, you're being replaced

Yo king respect my space
Tell that queen here come that ace
I never chase (no), I just replace (yup)
She gave me that cash, ass and face
And her voice ain't got no bass (none)
And her baby hairs don't come with lace (no)
She know her place when I'm on the case
She at home, bitch, watching the safe
Make sure that it's safe
If it ain't safe, she'll pull out that thang and give you a taste
Lay you to waste before she say grace
I'm on my way home at a snail's pace

Respect my space (respect it)
Respect my space (respect it)
Respect my space
Get out my face, you're being replaced
Bitches will faint at the sight of the saint
Bitches will faint, respect my space
Get out my face, you're being replaced