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

My style so cold I skate myself
But I go so I could make it melt
I the flow so solar every 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 have drive?
And if that purr, I'm gonna baby her

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

ass people, I don't feel they demeanor
So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over
One of rap's heroes, who came zero
Makin' something out of nothing, call me Arenas

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

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

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