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She got an ass like her mama's, call Julia Roberts
This pretty is crazy 'cause she addicted to drama
I'm tryna it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh
need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father
She loves to listen to oldies and wear her like Madonna
She tell her dad I'm a doctor, I think she clueless
I play one on TV like I'm a young George Clooney
Dawg I was for movies, getting better when older
You to get (get) that (that) dirt off your shoulder
If you are slacking a bunch, it up
Got a Wahlberg flow, a punch
Billy Madison I'm packing a lunch
But I'm y'all raps 'cause you snacking it much
I'm just a fighter, an psycho rapper
I Minnie Driver girls crazy, there ain't no after
I'm on Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic
My life television, ain't no one acting

The city can be
But you just need to stop and learn your

Hey girl, well make a movie
You can be my leading lady
your camera, don't be shy
Things ain't always black and
We can make this into our movie (yo)

These people asking me questions, they "how did you do it?"
Now the way we blowing up, it's like a Michael Bay
I got a beautiful mind, so got beautiful women
They say you win some and some but all I'm doing is winning
My life like Button, let's go back to the future
And start it back in 2000 with just a mic and
I was just these raps, trying to bring the whole city with me
I went being Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie
I put my old life me, jumped in front of the camera
I got honeys going crazy, call that Jessica Alba
These other rappers are like how
they get to where I did
Vring vring, here come homie I'm shining
I got bad on my dick, clips homie I'm grinding
It's so dope, they go home to TiVo and it, uh
Struggling rappers are like they some waiters now
They busy watching me make it homie, you wait

The can be mine
But you just need to stop and your lines

Hey girl, well let's make a
You can be my leading lady
Grab your camera, be shy
Things ain't black and white
We can this world into our movie

Is it your eyes? Is it hair?
Is it your look? Is it stare?
I swear the love, love, love, love
I the camera love you

Is it your eyes? Is it your
Is it your look? Is it stare?
I'm cut, cut
Oh is the cut, the director's cut

Hey girl, let's make a movie
You can be my leading lady
Grab your camera, be shy
Things ain't always black and
We can make this world our movie, yeah

Now let them horns