There's a lot of sick people in the world
And they young
And they got canes
They going to the check cashing place
They get a check once a month
They not old as an elder
But they can't walk, they in wheelchairs
World lifestyle (World life)
World lifestyle (World life)
World lifestyle (World life)
World life, world life
These people half my moms and pops age with a walker
Certified gossip talkers
Boasting they ballers
Now I'm complaining I ain't got no hot water
Send rappers to look at the boiler
They give 'em BK broilers
Your girl release moisture
Like Xbox controller, I'm enjoying her
Like meat hanging up in the warehouse
They can't seem to ship the verbs out
Tight parts make you dance and look like a mouse
All my jock straps that sound like Gioni Versace house
Your wife on the knees in the lot
For the parts in Paramount
The injected squaldeens make a round
And ready to bounce
Millionaire women having babies with ugly men, I lost count
I can only imagine what your millionaire hygiene is about
I would hate to go down
All the sea monsters you been around
Every magazine in the airport
You sleeping with different Bozo the Clowns
Bowling ball look
Hotter limelight roll you around
Calvin Klein commercial with some insecure monkey irking you
Your booking agent on coke, no good working you
Like you got people to flush your toilet
Rush to wipe you in the office
You entertain a publicist made of plastic audience
If I was a baby I'd throw my diaper at you in the audience
Star Trek your best
What spacecraft you saw me in?
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World lifestyle (World life)
World lifestyle (World life)
World life, world life
Let the puppies turn around and squat on your recognition
Swear you a technician
Your woman handle your phone calls
Blocking friends like she run a big convention
Vaseline rubbing on your dry skin intensive
You can't even eat a sandwich with your own mother
The media got you hiding under bed covers
Complaining your sink is stopped up
Ladies with high standards creeping out with tinted windows
Sleeping with the plumber
Guarantee in her secret diary she slept with the drummer
Your lead vocals mean nothing
Corporations write checks and pass 'em on to the puppets
Paparazzi love it
Feed 'em fish on crackers with mustard
Money can't stop you from aging
Let me see you go a bugger
Put your fame in your pocket
You and your kids never play soccer
Put a cat suit on your name dropper
Your broad love the smell of NFL gym lockers
Many want food they can't pronounce
Can't spell Taco Bell
You get a D in your kitchen for cooking shrimp
With long nails
Expand your pancakes so they go viral
You in it for network survival
You a evil person that would throw gasoline on the Bible
Negative rivals
I hold you liable
Give you something you don't care about, nothing valuable
Too much glossy fame to get you ate up by one of your exotic animals
Keep putting your head in the lion's mouth
Rolling around on the ground
Look off the balcony with your maids cooking
Everybody in your backyard over 375 pounds
World lifestyle (World life)
World lifestyle (World life)
World lifestyle (World lifestyle)
World life, world life
World lifestyle (World life)