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I wrote this record while thirty thousand in the air
complimentin' me on my nappy hair
If I can her in front of all of these passengers
They'll prob'ly I'm a terrorist
Eat my asparagus, I'm askin' her
Thoughts of a nigga, fast money and freedom
A crash for diamonds, I know you dyin' to meet 'em
prob'ly die in a minute
Just bury me with twenty bitches, twenty million, and a Comptown

up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big poppin'
80

Back in this bitch in the of that bitch
my back against the wall and yo' bitch on the edge of my dick
off
I call a bitch a bitch, a ho a ho, a woman a
I did nothin' but break the ground on top of the asphalt
Tire gave you evidence that I'm easily peddlin' with the speed of a lightnin' bolt
As a kid I two adults, I'm too advanced
I live my at two years old, the wiser man
Truth be told, I'm like
Wicked as reverends in a pool of fire wit' devils holdin' hands
From the distance, know which one is a Christian, damn
Who can I in 2012? There's no one
Not even myself, a screamin' for help, somebody

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody
When you do it like this, nigga, losin' an option

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin' (Ay, ay, her out the studio, Ali)

nigga, workin' his ass for it, she poppin' that ass for it
The King of wit' diamonds I never do ask for
They my passport, I'm too accustomed with Customs
She in the task force, I killed it, somebody cuff 'I'm
want me to fast-forward the game, and why you complain
When you niggas is past poor, you'll never hop in my
When you pushin' a RAV4, you wreckin' my
You play a bad sport, her feet on the dashboard

Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin', everybody
When you do it this, nigga, losin' ain't an option

up (Hol' up) hol' up (Hol' up)
Hol' up (Hol' up) up (Hol' up)
Yeah, big shit poppin', watchin'
When you do it this, nigga

I wrote this record while thousand feet in the air
Stewardess complimentin' me on my hair
If I can fuck her in front of all of passengers
prob'ly think I'm Osama
The plane landed, it was an honor hol' up