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Bang, alakazam I just turn five to ten Houdini I eat my greens that's broccoli and zucchini I get paid in cash and keep these P's inside, edamame What will be will be, que sera sera C'est la vie Selective bad one she don't date man who ain't taking her Nobu That sashimi salmon With kimchi rice on the side and black bean tofu (Oriental) You ain't got paper plans I'll show you baby I think I owe you Come a long way from 0'16 late nights I was calling your phone for comfort Patron and Southern Comfort I ain't autistic I'm counting up numbers (Figures) My old friends rubbed no rubbers Thank god I found me others R.I.P. to Aunty T she ain't never see me living in luxury (RIP) I fell on my knees and grieved but I stay in one piece no dungaree Wise man say I got no knowledge I don't acknowledge I'm twiddling thumbs in college I can't keep enemies close Got real ones around me the crew so solid (Real ones) Extra, extra, read all about it I am the new hot topic My social numbers just skyrocket, go to bank, numbers deposit Bang, alakazam (Bang) I just turn five to ten Houdini (Doin' this magic) I eat my greens that's broccoli and zucchini (5 a day) I get paid in cash and keep these P's inside, edamame What will be will be, que sera sera C'est la vie Bang, alakazam (Bang) I just turn five to ten Houdini (Abra Cadabra) I eat my greens that's broccoli and zucchini (5 a day) I get paid in cash and keep these P's inside, edamame What will be will be, que sera sera C'est la vie Wingardium leviosa man moving forward Saviola this sandy beach in Barcelona Got bum and breast and Areola Still catching flight no xenophobia (Fly out) Fat boy I'm wherever the cake is The way I just turn this whizz to a spaceship Same way I went from C to a A list B cups to double D's Brazilian bum lift body upgraded But I liked her natural, that's cellulite no facelift (True) Youngboy overachieving heart on my sleeve when I'm public speaking If I ever go broke I'll wake up next day I know that I must be dreaming Spidey sense, tarantula She broke my cardiovascular Don't desert me, Baclava I need one more night like a bachelor Still get it and flip it no spatula My life like Groundhog Day 'Cause everyday the same wake up cake up gotta get in No lay lay Bang, alakazam (Bang) I just turn five to ten Houdini (Doin' this magic) I eat my greens that's broccoli and zucchini (5 a day) I get paid in cash and keep these P's inside, edamame What will be will be, que sera sera C'est la vie Bang, alakazam I just turn five to ten Houdini (Abra Cadabra) I eat my greens that's broccoli and zucchini (5 a day) I get paid in cash and keep these P's inside, edamame What will be will be, que sera sera C'est la vie
Writer(s): Michelin, Anton Baleanu Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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