[Verse 1 - Lupe Fiasco]
That's what they say to me
And I entertain it quite playfully
Serious though, I'm Curious George
k**ing cats with the flow, type gracefully
Lean back and I raise my feet
Give a little blow 'fore I taste my tea
On a world tour I'm in Gay Paris
Lu at the Louvre can't wait to see
8.50 I done paid my fee
Say "what up Venus?" then I take my leave
Hit collect and debate a spree
It's hard to sit it down like a maitre d'
Watch all the pretty little mates to be
They be tryna picture how I make my cheese
Little apricot on the crêpe I eat
Running late on my Casio face I see
Chefs in the kitchen tryna bake my steeze
But I keep it chilled, bout a 8 degrees
Everywhere I go I gotta take my skis
So cool turn milk into tasty freez
Used to watch Charlie go to make believe
Euro-star, first cla**, take my seat
Few more pounds in my HMP
Now I got the bounce I can make them sing
[Hook]
We love you
We love you, we love you
Yes we do, we love you
Yes we do
(x2)
(F-F-From the bottom of their hearts)
[Verse 2 - Sway]
She said she loves me, And I believe her
Making it 100 times harder for me to lead her (on)
I'm so eager to prevail
If music was a female I'd shag her
And end up coming quicker than an e-mail
Bye, ?, Au revoir, Arriba!
I'm going overseas so hide your daughters behind the doors
The minor tours and tore them down like minotaurs
Fine
With metaphors from when I thought cli*orises were dinosaurs
(Sway) But I don't roll with a tech
But I will, if you go against my code of respect
If I don't hustle then my heart will stop
Back in Britain, rappers press up half the stock
I move and they ain't moving half the stock
And they can't fit in my shoes, so put a sock in it
Better yet a stocking 'fore I sock it to you
You're a laughing stock
America pa**ed my ?, pa** the buck
I'm about to blow so fast before I started
We've already pa**ed the aftershock
(She loves it)
And I still believe her, making it 200 times harder for me to handle it
I'm coming to America
But I ain't playing football with you folks
Cos the last time, the bloke picked the ball up
And ran with it
Pa** me my pa**port and my cargo
She's still yelling and telling me
I can't go
Lupe is belling me, my plane is about to leave
I'm on my way to Chi-car-go
[Hook]
(F-F-From the bottom of their hearts)
(repeated)