Pranks 4 Players

(We on tour right now) It's Young Veggies right here

You know what I'm sayin'? We in the studio (yeah), Chi Town

I got my niggas with me (ah yeah)

I got my people with me (ah yeah)

Mac Meezy (my boy), Mikey watchin' this shit too

You know I'm sayin'? (Swag, yeah, swag, swag, yeah, swag, swag, yeah, swag)

Your swag's shit (yeah)

It go rock-a-bye baby

What if I'm fuckin' with my butterfly lady

In the backseat of the 'Cedes, or the Saleen

Somethin' that I cop, made in the eighties

I've been lost inside this puzzle

Rearrangin', keep on sayin' I'm a goddamn fool

Tell me, "Quit playin'," I'm like, "No can do"

Been through this bullshit

Actin' foolish as a dude that's hit with Cupid's doings (ooh)

Music is the key to everything I keep pursuin'

Bitches used to do the friend thing, now they ask me what I'm doin'

Tryna give me head before the show

Go while I'm interviewin' with a student newspaper

Maybe with the radio

Curb Your Enthusiasm, ho, the Larry David Show

Was somethin' that we probably watchin' while we be gettin' high

Step aside if anybody think they lookin' fresh as I am

With my Daily Bread hoodie and a floral hat

This shit these rappers talkin 'bout, I'm gettin' bored of that

This, or that, and a wiffle ball bat

Make a million dollars, then I give it all back

These rappers talkin' shit when they shit is all wack (ayy)

Yeah, I said it on wax

Yeah, I'm pullin' stars from the sky, live large, get high

Women lie, men lie, but we always fly

At the end of the movie, doves always cry (Michael)

Pullin' stars from the sky (Michael), live large, get high

It's all live, baby (baby)

Golded up like Tut, it make guys hate me (uh)

But I ain't givin' a fuck, I tell 'em, "Drive safely"

How dare a man lift his hand at me like I'm gon' flinch?

I'm not no bitch (uh-uh)

With the concreature concrete monuments (monuments)

Man probably pack his bag if he tryna trip

Nick Bruno, Boldy James kinda shit

It's like The Godfather, y'all gotta honor this (honor this)

Tryna split the money up like communists (okay)

You should shake the person hand that put you on to this

Hold up, this the swag you would kill for (kill for)

What the fuck you tryna chill for? (Wake up)

Are you alive or a stillborn?

'Cause you really ain't livin' 'til you get yours

Sky's the limit, we could build doors

Open 'em up, nothin' gon' be closed, I'm sure

This, or that, and a whiffle ball bat

Make a million dollars, and then give it all back

These rappers talkin' shit when they shit be all wack

Yeah, I said it on wax

We pullin' stars out the sky, live large, get high

Men lie, women lie, but we always fly

At the end of the movie, doves always cry

Pullin' stars out the sky, live large, get high, ha