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This is gonna feel real good, aight?
put a thumb in the air (hey, hey)
I feel like a millon bucks
my money don't really feel like I do
People was amazed I was still in high school
Tryna get so much that I can't keep count
New kicks give me cushion like Whoopie
Keep a smile like a Eat'n Park cookie
Everything good, I'm white boy awesome
Up all night, Johnny Carson
I ain't got a Benz, no, just a Honda
But tryna get my money like an Anaconda
Real, real long, 'cross the country
Smoke joints in the whip, no cop can bust me
Drivin' to the stage, they applaud and scream
All them pretty little girls
And I like my rhymes witty,
If you got weed, you can come fly with me
I don't take pity on them silly little hoes
Milly Vanilly but this is really how it goes
Mouth my words, don't say shit
Shh, shut up, bitch, and ride this dick
I'm just playin', let's have a ball
All we need is some weed, hoes, and alcohol
Hey, don't forget it when I'm wreckin' it
Etiquette for the hell of it
Smellin' it when the L is lit
Young, fresh, but I'm so damn intelligent
Girls givin' brains 'cause
I'm actin' like a gentleman
Finna have a party, baby,
We the type, lookin' right still settin' trends
Fuck a job, I'ma get these presidents
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