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Tag me in, swag me out/ random girls they ask me out/

nasty mouths, clean apartments, until we fuck on the couch/

I’ma go in, let me go in…crazy time, goodnight world/

I don’t mess with coke, but I woke up next to some white girl/



I’m going harder than Shawn and Dwayne Carter and/

shit starting an argument with everybody barging in/

I’m stunting like my father, I go further and farther/

you’re hard on your daughter, but I’m hard in your daughter/



ahh, pardon me, I’m hard to see, you half asleep I have to be/

creating a masterpiece, dressed in black a master thief/

00-no trouble tho, address me as David Bond/

waiting on my double-double who’da though it’d take this long?/



I kill the game like Bundy, we getting extra stunty/

every day feels like a Friday, but we fuck like its a hump day/

I don’t even try like Sunday, you got me more stressed than Monday/

….I do it all in one day…I’m sure you’ll do it some day/



With a chick named Wednesday, she got me in the worst way/

we kill the fucking game and call it Hurse Day, ya’ heard me?/

and all my dudes be all about them trees like it’s Earth Day/

celebrate, ‘cuz it’s somebody’s birthday, I’m thirsty/



Macchiato…macchiato, where my macchiato at?—HEY!

whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY



I’m. somewhere. chilling. in, places you can’t be at/

who is he? D-Whizzy, oh man I be that/

dude on the scene when I rap on the track, when I do it like this can you do it like that?/

can you flow like me? You cant flow like me, you can’t go like me, you should grow like me/



I’m Chuck Bass meets Chuck D, fuck you…no fuck me/

…wait, I mean fuck YOU…and she can fuck me/

I’m chillin’ with some baddies, so you should be my caddy/

‘cuz these Shooter McGavin dudes don’t want me to be Happy/



She got tan skin, thick hips, dark hair, D-Cups/

You D-Bags can suck on D’s nuts—D-up/

I’m playing like a champion, go hammer like a handyman/

so hype give me an Ambien and rush me an ambulance/



I’ll be there with bells on, El will have an L lit/

and I’ll be acting so selfish I won’t even turn my cell off/

s-w-a-g…m-e-t-h-e…f-u-c-k-out bitch, watch me get my spell on/

‘Cuz I’m in it, I’m on it, I’m gonna stop now/



She keeps breathin’ heavy says, “any minute, but not now”/

hop down, turn around, grab ahold of them curtains now/

and let me grab ahold and put that body on a gurney now/



Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY

Whattup, whattup, whattup, whattup —-HEY



I’m Ralph Lauren meets Lauryn Hill, baby I am more than ill/

and it be takin’ more than skill, when you go in for the kill/

throw ‘em out the fucking crib, treat ‘em like I’m Uncle Phil/

so much hype around these guys, but somehow they are boring still/



Shit, I ain’t being mean…I’m just being me/

…….and thats the E.N.D.///////

but if you want it slow, girl we can take it slow/

and if you want it fast, I’ll give it to you fast/



‘Cuz. I. be. stuntin’ and lovin’ it, ‘bout to have fun again/

while you are wondering, lay in the sun again/

with some friends and a wallet with money in, everything I do they laugh like it’s funny/

‘bout to crash like a dummy in the back with a bunny/ don’t get mad get money/ life’s sweet like honey/

beat the beat like I’m running/ you can hear me comin’/ in the near future, baby it’s nothing/



…We make up, we make out, I’ll make due/

they tell me D, “a lot of people don’t know what to make of you”/

I’m Jay-Z, meets J. Christ, meets Jay Leno, meets J.Crew/

had a break down, we broke up, so now I break through/




But if you want it slow, girl we can take it slow/

and if you want it fast, I’ll give it to you fast/

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