Yo
Check it out I'm finna blackout
Then I'm going to pa** out
Bottle on my lap, now you bet she's got her a** out
I used to be a cla** clown
But now I've got like 20 bank accounts
So you can say that I'm all about my racks now
We getting money don't ask how
Haters talking sh** but f** them man, they're only in the background
It seems the one's who always criticize first are the worst
But I don't care because they're all in last now
Yeah
I do this sh** for your most played
Most days you are more confused then a dude who goes both ways
And I be like should I go play
Or get my money and [?]
Oh hey, there goes J
And they say you can k** them all
Cause you're real and all
And I say OK
But I, must admit that I'm always winning
Got their heads spinning
Yeah you can see them rotate
Uh
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Yeah, Check it out
Pharrell said get em
I said "f** that"
I told him he's a nerd and he didn't have a comeback
I'm sick of hearing sh**, man
Where them earplugs at?
All I want is love
I need love, yeah
I love that
I'm all up on her stumack
Oops, I mean her stomach
I be on some sh**
Opps, I meant some dumb sh**
Come around hear and she blow me like a trumpet
I go around there and, I do something
sh**
I forgot my line, because there's trouble on my mind
And I do it double time
And I never huddle, I am
Never playing, my mind keeps racing
I'm too high because this joint is decaying
Hey man just stop
I'm a rapper turned a singer or a singer turned rapper
I don't know which came after, or later
But it doesn't matter because I'm here
And I'm stacking my paper like I'm trying to play Jenga
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