Movie

Check it, she got a ass like her mama's, call that Julia Roberts

This pretty lady is crazy 'cause she addicted to drama

I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh

Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it

She ride around in a Cadi', probably bought by her father

She love to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna

She tell her dad I'm a doctor, I-I think that she clueless

I only play one on TV like I'm a young George Clooney

Dawg, I was destined for movies, gettin' better when older

You need to get, get that, that dirt off your shoulder

If you are slackin' a bunch, pack, pack it, it up

Got a Wahlberg flow, pack, packin' a punch

Billy Madison, I'm never packin' a lunch

But I'm eatin' y'all raps, and you snackin' it much

I'm just a fighter, an all-American psycho rapper

I Minnie Driver these girls crazy, there ain't no after

I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie, this is classic

My life reality television, ain't no one actin'

The city can be mine

But you just need to stop and learn your lines

Hey, girl, let's make a movie

You can be my leadin' lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy, things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

Yeah, these people askin' me questions, they like how did you do it?

Now the way we blowin' up, it's like a Michael Bay movie

I got a beautiful mind, so got these beautiful women

They say you win some and lose some, but all I'm doin' is winnin'

My life like Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future

It started back in 2000 with just a mic and computer

I was just writin' these raps, tryna bring the whole city with me

I went from bein' Home Alone, and now I'm Richie, Richie

I put my old life behind me, jumped in front of the camera

I got these honeys goin' crazy, call that Jessica Alba

These other rappers are like, how come they can't get to where I did?

Vring, vring, here come Johnny, homie, I'm shinin'

I got bad bitches on my dick, clips, homie, I'm grindin'

It's so dope, they go home to TiVo and rewind it, ah

Strugglin' rappers are actin' like they some waiters now

They busy watchin' me make it, homie, you wait around

The city can be mine

But you just need to stop and learn your lines

Hey, girl, let's make a movie

You can be my leadin' lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy, things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair?

Is it your look? Is it your stare?

I swear the camera love, love, love, love

I swear the camera love you

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair?

Is it your look? Is it your stare?

I'm tryna cut, cut, oh, this is the

Cut, the director's cut

Hey, girl, let's make a movie

You can be my leadin' lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy, things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

Yeah, now let them horns play