Rauf

Let me tell you something and don't you ever forget it

Oh

(I came all way up here to tear shit up, you know what I'm sayin'?) Oh

Oh

('Cause if I'm gon' give her back for you, I'm gon' keep the money) Oh

(Man, I've already tried)

How hard, I try (They want to hear the music, oh, boy)

From the stars

(They want to hear somethin', for real, we know what's comin')

Yo, check (Check)

Check one, check two (Check)

Cop the crib with check one, the Patek with check two (Check, check)

Bottega with the TEC-22 (Uh), on twenty-twos

I had the deuce-deuce before I was twenty-two

Monkey see, monkey do

Niggas studyin' my moves like Mahmoud Abdul-Rauf

The Mazi' maroon, but I'm not Damu

The product hue remind me of Donahue

Madonna too, right before the debacle, a bottle flew

Knocked out a supermodel tooth, look (Ooh)

We eatin' Japanese seafood at Masamitsu

Ran up a tab, the receipt was a decent vehicle

That's at least a Bimmer, two-seater coupe

I'm all over these beats and loops like a cheap suit

Your feet is on pins and needles (Ow)

We different people

I peeped you while peepin' through my Oliver Peoples

God ain't make all us equal

Sugar don't taste like Equal

You speakin' to a igloo

You thought the freezer was cool

All ten of my fingers is blue

Uh, but I'll never let you go (Godspeed, Marci')

And I know

Shit, I'll never let you go

And I

But I'll never let you go

And I know

Shit, I'll never let you go

And I

Oh

Oh

Oh

Woah

Oh

Oh

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