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She got an ass her mama's, call that Julia Roberts
This pretty lady is crazy 'cause she addicted to
I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm Matthew McConaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her
She loves to listen to oldies and wear her like Madonna
She her dad I'm a doctor, I think that she clueless
I play one on TV like I'm a young George Clooney
Dawg I was for movies, getting better when older
You need to get (get) that (that) off your shoulder
If you are a bunch, pack it up
Got a Wahlberg flow, packing a
Billy Madison I'm never a lunch
But I'm eating raps 'cause you snacking it much
I'm a fighter, an all-American psycho rapper
I Minnie Driver these girls crazy, there no after
I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie is classic
My life television, ain't no one acting

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

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

These asking me questions, they like "how did you do it?"
Now the way we blowing up, it's like a Michael Bay
I got a mind, so got these beautiful women
They say you win some and lose but all I'm doing is winning
My life Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future
And start it back in with just a mic and computer
I was just writing these raps, to bring the whole city with me
I went from Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie
I put my old life behind me, jumped in of the camera
I got these honeys going crazy, call Jessica Alba
These other rappers are how come
they can't get to I did
vring, here come Johnny homie I'm shining
I got bad bitches on my dick, clips homie I'm
It's so dope, go home to TiVo and rewind it, uh
Struggling rappers are acting like some waiters now
They busy watching me it homie, you wait around

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

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

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

Is it eyes? Is it your hair?
Is it your Is it your stare?
I'm cut, cut
Oh this is the cut, the cut

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

Now let horns play