[INTRO]
[VERSE ONE]
Can't leave rap alone, the game needs me
Too easy, like Game Genie
I'm C3P...oh, you can't see me
In the dungeon, microwaving my TV
Baked ziti
Yelling "Free Cheezey"
Praying to the lord
Every night before I Z-Z
On the top of the game
Like Jeezy
Before he threw shots at the boss, so easy
Uh
And I ain't being inconsiderate
When I say that I want a girl who's literate
I mean literally
Just that little sh**
That be getting on my nerves when I'm hitting it
This b**h can't pronounce full sentences
But she want that Oscar De La Renta sh**
She wanna empty all my bank accounts
Buying all the sh** she can't pronounce, but...
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[VERSE TWO]
I drink some...
Milk for breakfast
And I don't need to desert
Dairy products make my insides go biz-erk
Need to hit the bathroom
Take a nap
Go back to wiz-erk
Somebody order Lactaid
While I sip the sizzurp
Uh
Cold showers and canned meals
Life right now is mad real
Recording live from the dungeon
If you were wondering
My a**umption?
That you lunching
Just a hunch, and...
I'm getting hungry by the second
Second
Empty a clip from my automatic weapon
Call it a sound bite
You think my sound tight?
I think my sound bites
But maybe you right
Oh, you rich, huh?
Oh, you rich, huh?
That sh** be falling from the sky real quick, huh?
But the sky is falling
I'm kind of high, I'm stalling
You catch my drift, though?
Money on the flooring
Another money rap
From a druggie that
Live with thuggies wearing snuggies where the buggies at
Another dummy that
Be starting trouble, black
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