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[00:08.07]Yessur!.haha.Lil'Skateboard P
[00:12.99]Hey! Mr.Vener!
[00:16.18]Ah-huh... Yo... Ola
[00:19.33]Billionaire Club muchacho. Assorted flavors. And they zillatos
[00:23.52]Inspire young minds. I stack my nachos with the raw determination of a vato
[00:27.88]Run across the border with bricks in his poncho
[00:30.28]Face like a shot when it's bussin' by glocko
[00:31.80]Planted these things. Still I died when the Holy Father hand me my wings
[00:35.10]When I was young, yo, the teacher couldn't stand when we dreamed
[00:37.06]Givin' me music like drugs and to hand to a fiend
[00:39.13]They shoot it up
[00:40.66]See me on the TV the cuties - they wanna fuck
[00:42.32]Both residential that's plush and cooped it up
[00:44.25]Got more hits than a zip. Who want it nuh?
[00:46.65]I can go back in time you be Judge Ito. With my mini-torpedo
[00:49.68]I know you're thinking "neat-o!"
[00:51.17]It would peace the men. It's something like Antigo
[00:53.06]But it's three hundred thousand more with no re-mo
[00:54.97]Jacob and Lorraine, I used to deal with Tito
[00:57.06]But he clowned me and told me that my money's fritos
[00:59.22]Now the Enzo doors go up like a D-Lo...
[01:01.11]Ree-on... same song sung by my man Nigo. SLR
[01:04.06]When the doors go up it's like a fresh L jar
[01:06.44]Nigga we boss
[01:07.79]He shall not get hot he too frost. Yessur!
[01:10.95]My nigga close your eyes. Just picture yourself just holdin' pies
[01:13.80]Implement a plan and you surely rise. This promised by the man that controls the skies
[01:17.92]Don't you see I know that shit so ill. Better yet, doggie, just tell me how ya feel
[01:22.48]Ha-ha. How you feel dawg?!
[01:26.53]We just picture, thinkin', dreamin', scheming, bleedin', readin', all in the late night
[01:30.58]Shake it, boilin', lacin', bakin', shapin', shavin', gotta get this cake right
[01:35.05]As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch it take flight...
[01:40.53]Nigga how does it feel? Ha-ha.Yessur!)
[01:44.57]Nigga you don't know me
[01:46.07]I'm part Howard Hughes, part horny, part holy
[01:47.75]First trick on the ramp is the rockin' rollie
[01:49.66]Keep one on my staff with a new pro chromey
[01:51.76]It bequeaths me to mention that I've been bitten
[01:53.75]But affords me to chuckle at what critics have written
[01:55.86]He dresses insane - but his music admire
[01:57.92]Ask Anna Wintour from Vogue and Esquire
[02:00.39]And Vanity Fair. You like, kid of the year
[02:02.23]But you should guess who's in the insanity chair
[02:04.35]Now it ain't about what I want
[02:06.54]Still thumbin' through my life like it's drugstore porn
[02:08.68]It's one thing to say that you did it
[02:10.93]It's one thing to lie about your digits
[02:12.92]It's one thing to say that you live it
[02:15.04]It's another for you fuckers to admit it
[02:17.80]But I admit I got all this paper plus the prettiest faces that's offered by nature
[02:21.48]I drive a cas'per, 'scuse me, Casper
[02:23.57]Wanna meet 'em in my house I got space like NASA
[02:25.72]But it don't make me happier, by itself, or sadder
[02:27.83]Or like my sister Stace when she lost her pappa
[02:29.72]Or Ben dad, getting' a stroke, and nothin' the Trapper John could do
[02:31.82]It's ironic but true - a man dies, baby born its fair as Peru
[02:36.19]It's a simple clue between us and imposters
[02:38.31]We hop in the air and don't care what it costs us
[02:40.23]Now I'm with N.E.R.D. with a pit full of moshers
[02:42.37]I guess you could say that we fly like saucers
[02:44.45]Zappin' at niggas, we're classin' at vigor
[02:46.62]The cash and crash whippers, the Thrasher mag gripper
[02:48.72]Go 'head and say it "You a rappin' ass nigga."
[02:51.28]Yessur!
[02:51.69]My nigga close your eyes. Just picture yourself just holdin' pies
[02:54.80]Implement a plan and you surely rise. This promised by the man that controls the skies
[02:59.53]Don't you see I know that shit so ill. Better yet, doggie, just tell me how ya feel
[03:04.66]Ha-ha. How you feel dawg?!
[03:07.66]We just picture, thinkin', dreamin', scheming, bleedin', readin', all in the late night
[03:11.79]Shake it, boilin', lacin', bakin', shapin', shavin', gotta get this cake right
[03:16.22]As I serve it, you just burn it, breathe it, learn it, now watch it take flight...
[03:21.18]Nigga how does it feel? Ha-ha.Yessur!)
[03:25.68]Yessur! Nigga you don't know me...
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