I, I, I wanna go back to my mansion Not the one in Cleavland, the one in the Hamptons You can take the Lambo, We takin' the Phantom My girl got some friends, she said she want me to grab em Yeah, I keep that new Porsche prancin' Where the hoes at, and why they not dancin'? I had an asthma attack in that trailer Down south where I was at and I had to wake up gaspin' Matter of fact, I ain't wake up for a few days IV's, had them mothaf**as in two veins And momma ain't know what to do Middle of the night Baby boy laid out on the couch not breathin' Momma start screamin' Ran for the phone But when she dialed Nine-Eleven She just heard the tone Cause' we was in a small town called (Idea?) Where people had to call on god for the heal Meanwhile, here I am, half dead on the couch Momma ran out, bangin' on everybody's house But less than a minute later, momma was back With T, he had a truck, tossed me off in the back But if momma ain't wake up Then I wouldn't have woke up And Cleavland wouldn't have had a reason to have its hope up Slip in the coma right back to my fantasy Back to all the beautiful b**hes attacking me Sippin' them dacharies, couple of hoes fannin' me And two b**hes laid out bu*t naked up on the canopy Back to them Lamborghinis and the Bugattis And enough of that Benihana's bet I can do karate And, back to my mansion like you promised me I'mma see my grandma, and she proud me Im on the streets of gold, you can't stop me Please doctor, don't shock me I dont wanna...