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On a scale of one to ten, what you rate
Here's some champagne, yourself
I know I'm lookin' good, you lookin' yourself
I mean you shittin' on bitches, you should hate yourself

My style so cold I could myself
But I go so hard I make it melt
I the flow so solar every bar
power an electric car

My, my, my, whips is side by
He just talkin', mine's
Do you mind if I, take you on a test, do you have drive?
And if that baby purr, I'm gonna her

Bitches gon' hate and maybe
'Cause your ice so brrr I copped you a fur
Just to work, I you was on pur-pur
But this is a new arena

See, niggas come by talkin' bout make it rain
I'll make bitch Katrina
Mr. Kanye Omari, my entourage, no Ari
And a jacket, no Harley
She said dude, cool, gnarly

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Twista you at? Abracadabra, did he vanish?
Hurry up and come out but I ain't to panic
I say that I'm in the zone but don't understand it
Physically I'm but mentally I'm on another planet

And it kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider
Now they askin' planet, is it Jupiter?
So I let the money show I know stacks could talk
I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic

In my Mercedes
Pull up on a chick and holla at her and her lady
Like as rich as an Arabian, I'm kickin' pure
Euros pay me in

For I put together in the dungeon
I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice
Never it up like Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an werewolf in London

Especially when drinking Gs with a
Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the
When I spit it like this be callin' me bionic
with the Twist, nigga, how ironic

And I'm astonished don't wanna see me on
They know how Twista get the easy dome
Swag off the chain, 23s be
Artful with the Yeezys on gone

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I'm blowin' on flame but is all white
And I'ma pull up in the Bentley all
Step up in the club with nothing but all
Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all

Phony ass people, I don't they demeanor
So I hop in the and go and chill over Venus
One of rap's heroes, who from zero
Makin' out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas

Now I'm fuckin' with that rock the stadiums
Blow my back 'til my face be numb
I am the shit: It don't me numb
wit a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun

And my flow be colossal 'cause I the impossible
Whether rhythm or any tibble [unverifiable] I can do
See through a prism I conquer an obstacle
And always get money no how illogical
I through because, uh

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