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(Ayo, N-I-N-E, turn that up) Ha-ha-ha-ha Look, check my repertoire It's a plane, it's a God, bitch it's Doms, see no flaws The greatest rapper of them all whispers my mirror on the wall Bitches come rub these crystal balls And see what future they'll withdraw This blood sports to win it all And keep the splits like we Jean Claude I'm only here to give the world an eyeful, then au revoir Stretch these rubberbands and see what they expand to Bitch all my hunneds made to be blue (blew) like birthday candles Make a wish Feel like Marlo in The Wire raising prices on the brick I emphasized my life's legit and put my niggas in posish It can't fall apart if I patch it up like Slick Rick Ten gold chains around my neck, look like a slave's privilege They act shook, we etch 'em, sketch 'em, draw arms and stretch 'em thin Leave the scene with no more drama, singing Mary's best hits If I was made to be your karma, you deserve that shit 'Cause I'm an angel to my mama, but to rappers triple-6, uhg! Ha-ha-ha-ha Look, check my repertoire It's a plane, it's a God, bitch it's Doms, see no flaws, ugh Ha-ha-ha-ha Look, check my repertoire It's a plane, it's a God, bitch it's Doms, see no flaws I put my key, you put your key in Money we'll be seein' To scrape the fuckin' ceiling Yeah, yeah, yeah I put my key, you put your key in Money we'll be seein' To scrape the fuckin' ceiling Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, uh Niggas said I died, I was dead to the streets Fuck 'em, I'm gettin' high, gettin' head on the beach G-Wagon your Jeep, Nobu on the beach Never did Philippe's, it's PF Changs to me Numbers don't lie when you who they came to see And the wrist don't lie when the watch is made for he My yellow brick road was 25 a key The road to the riches was always paved for me Chillin', sittin' on double-digit millions With all my niggas, all my guns, all my women Life's a bitch, even Rihanna made a billion All from sellin' powder, made a killin' Push Ha-ha-ha-ha