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Yeh, ohh!
Check me out,

It love, hate, pleasure and pain
Fo' albums in the can and I'm STILL in the (what up?)
And last album, they don't like me to this
Debuted at #1 and sold more records Elvis (shut up!)
That's what they tellin me, switch up your
Through with misdemeanors, they tryin to rappers felonies
So they can us up one at a time
But writers stay FREE in e'ry one of our lines
And if you not feelin I'm the cream of the
KNOCK rappers off your list 'til I get to the top!
Still you lookin at a man that's financially
Only nigga checks cut from four different labels
That Pillsbury dough, women poke my
I walk around the streets like I'm broke as FUCK
So if you see me in your town and I appear to be
It's cause I'm thinkin 'bout plans that's bigger Serena booty
Me and Shaka still starvin and lookin for
And HEADS UP! Ludacris is out of his deal
I'm over ten million sold, album is CRACK
And for now I'm to carry Def Jam on my BACK
Mad rappers I hear you way down at the bottom
Though I make big money, still small problems
The ramblin at the mouth, I don't PLAY THAT
I'm the best and I ain't got SAY THAT SHIT!