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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' great
I mean you on these bitches, you should hate yourself

My so cold I could skate myself
But I go so hard I could it melt
I mean the flow so solar bar
Could power an car

My, my, my, is side by side
He just talkin', outside
Do you mind if I, take you on a test, do you all-wheel drive?
And if baby purr, I'm gonna baby her

gon' hate and maybe worse
'Cause your ice so I copped you a baby fur
to work, I know you was on pur-pur
But this is a whole new

See, niggas come by talkin' bout they it rain
I'll make bitch Katrina
Mr. Omari, with my entourage, no Ari
And a motorcycle jacket, no
She said dude, that's cool,

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where you at? Abracadabra, did he vanish?
Hurry up and come out but I ain't want to
I say that I'm in the but they 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 show 'cause I know stacks could talk
I'm mackin' on bitches with my thoughts

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

For what I put in the dungeon
I'm lookin' for a UK chick a nice onion
Never beat it up Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an American in London

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

And I'm astonished haters wanna see me on
They wanna know how Twista get the dome
Swag off the chain, 23s be
Dodgers with the Yeezys on gone

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I'm blowin' on but yours is all white
And I'ma up in the Bentley all white
Step up in the club with but all dykes
on some Louis and partyin' all night

Phony ass people, I feel they demeanor
So I hop in the rocket and go and over Venus
One of heroes, who came from zero
Makin' out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas

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

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

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