Call Me Sir (feat. Cam & Travie McCoy)

When I ride by myself, I don't ever get no help
 But when I roll up with her, everybody calls me "Sir"
 No matter how long I stay, they never ever know my name
 But when I walk in with her, everybody calls me "Sir"
 Northern California, same old Friday night
 Pretend to be invisible underneath these city lights
 Then I met my baby, felt like I struck gold
 Now they treat me like royalty everywhere I go
 Oh, oh, oh, oh
 When I ride by myself, I don't ever get no help
 But when I roll up with her, everybody calls me "Sir"
 No matter how long I stay, they never ever know my name
 But when I walk in with her, everybody
 Calls me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 Oh, oh, oh, oh
 I ain't goin' nowhere unless he's there with me
 Because I don't stand in line no more, admission's always free
 He could break the law, he could break your heart in two
 But I promise that you won't care when he smiles at you
 Oh, oh, oh, oh
 When I ride by myself, I don't ever get no help
 But when I roll up with her, everybody calls me "Sir"
 No matter how long I stay, they never ever know my name
 But when I walk in with her, everybody calls me "Sir" (come on)
 Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh (uh-ha)
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh (come on, hey, Pat)
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh, oh, oh (yo)
 (Something about it man, she make me feel like a billion bucks, bruh)
 (It's Trav', yo, yeah) oh, oh, oh, oh
 Every time we hit the streets, it's like a world premier
 She makes me feel like Sia swinging from that chandelier
 (Went from) marginally famous to the top of the A-list
 And just for future reference, here's a tip Mr. Belvedere
 Never judge a book by its cover (no)
 And never judge an ugly duckling by his mother (uh-uh)
 Before a prince got kissed, her lips granted his wish
 It's just a sad world when your net worth (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 Determines your lover (so sad)
 What would I ever do without you? Huh?
 I probably wouldn't have a clue without you
 But one thing's for sure is when I pull up with her
 Don't refer to me as Travie, you can, you can
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh (whoa, oh)
 (What would I ever do without you? What would I ever do without you?)
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 (What would I ever do without you?)
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh
 (What would I ever do without you? What would I ever do without you?)
 Call me "Sir," oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh, oh
 (What would I ever do without you?) Oh, oh-oh, oh
 Call me "Sir"