All systems are good.

We're about 90 seconds into the launch of a space shuttle Discovery

We're gonna go forward

Yeah..

Uh..

Yeah she know I'ma fuck when I see her

I might wanna fuck but don't need her

I told baby, go suck the peter

I been sippin' my juice, I been sippin on wock

Yeah I might just sip it out the liter

Woah

I fuck with that paper, not people

****, I rock out and geek like the Beatles

Go get my paper ****, that's a must

Hundred K in my pocket, prolly in your trust

Too many hoes I done fucked that I can't even trust

That lil bih wanted to fuck, I told her, toot it up

Everyday **** wake up, **** booted up

Wake up, ****, boot it up

Put it in on with them racks, my jeans,

Yeah, I got them hoes, they choosin up

I went to VV Way,

I ran it up and did yesterday

I'm takin' flight and ain't even got on J's

I see a lil different with the chrome heart shades

I know I'ma ball, **** went balmain

Shout out to my mama, she made me lil different

My pockets on swole with them blues, yeah, they crippin'

My pockets on swole, yeah, they stackin' and lifting'

I know some lil **** that trip if you trippin'

Yeah, main, yeah, I call her my mistress

Damn

My ****, they shoot like Detroit Pistons

Sippin' dirty tea, I ain't talkin' bout Hibiscus

I'm ballin' like Jai in Memphis

She with me, you call her, she missin'

Turnin' up, geekin' off Molly

She wanted to touch on my body

She tryna record me, Icarly

I knew she gon' eat when I'm bought it

My bitch, she look bad like a Barbie

I can't tell my bitches I'm sorry

She a stallion, I put her in a Rarri

Like em brown, like my name was Charlie

Like to play her like I'm on Atari

Like my money ASAP like Bari

Feel like Tarzan, I'm in a safari

Takin Molly, I geek up the party

Geek, geek, yeah

Shhh

You know what I'm sayin'

**** like to geek

Shhh

Pull up she gone eat

Uh..

Yeah she know I'ma fuck when I see her

I might wanna fuck but don't need her

I told baby, go suck the peter

I been sippin' my juice, I been sippin on wock

Yeah I might just sip it out the liter

Woah

I fuck with that paper, not people

****, I rock out and geek like the Beatles

Go get my paper ****, that's a must

Hundred K in my pocket, prolly in your trust

Too many hoes I done fucked that I can't even trust

That lil bih wanted to fuck, I told her, toot it up

Everyday **** wake up, **** booted up

Wake up, ****, boot it up

Put it in on with them racks, my jeans,

Yeah, I got them hoes, they choosin up

I went to VV Way,

I ran it up and did yesterday

I'm takin' flight and ain't even got on J's

I see a lil different with the chrome heart shades

Solid rocket booster separation confirmed

Guidance now converging

Discovery's on board

Computers commanding the main engine nozzles to swivel

Aiming the shuttle for its precise target in space for main engine throttle