Barry Bonds
Kanye West, Lil Wayne
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It's what you all been waiting for, ain't it? What people pay paper for, damn it, they can't stand it They want something new, so let's get reacquainted Became the hood favorite I can't even explain it, I surprise myself too Life of a don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on With somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-uh-uh And here's another hit, Barry Bonds We outta here, baby We outta here, baby We outta here, baby "Dude," fresh off the plane, Konichiwa, bitches Turn around another plane, my passport on pivot Ask for it, I did it, that asshole done did it Talked it, then he lived it, spit it, then he shit it I don't need writers, I might bounce ideas But only I could come up with some shit like this I done played the underdog my whole career I've been a very good sport, haven't I, this year? They say, Hhe going crazy and we seen this before" But I'm doing pretty good as far as geniuses go And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink Polo Nigga please, how you gonna say I ain't no Lo-head 'Cause my Dior got me more model head? I'm insulted, you should go 'head And bow so hard until your knees hit your forehead And the flow just hit code red Top five MCs, you ain't gotta remind me Top 5 MCs, you gotta rewind me I'm high up on the line, you could get behind me But my head's so big, you can't sit behind me (sit behind me) Life of a don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on With somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-uh-uh And here's another hit, Barry Bonds Yeah, yeah, we outta here, baby What? What? We outta here, baby Hey, Mr. West, we so outta here, baby And me, I'm Mr. Weezy Baby Yeah, I'm so bright, not shady My teeth and my ice so white like Shady Ice in my teeth so refrigerated I'm so fuckin' good like I'm sleepin' with Megan (ha) I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns and Reagans Whenever they make them, I shall "hay-ve" them Oops, I meant "have" them, I'm so crazy But if you play crazy, you be sleeping with daisies I'm such a "hay-vic," oops, I meant "havoc" And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit And I'm still col' like Keyshia's family Stove on my waist, turn beef to patties (baow) And I ate it, cause I'm so avid (no homo) And I don't front and I don't go backwards And I don't practice and I don't lack shit And you can get buried, suck my bat, bitch (ha) We outta here, baby We outta here, baby We outta here, baby Swag at a hundred and climbin', baby, yeah Life of a don, lights keep glowin' Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on With somethin' crazy on my arm, uh-uh-uh And here's another hit, Barry Bonds
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Written by: Mike Dean, N Landsberg, Nottz, F Papparlardi, J Ventura, Lil Wayne, L Weinstein, Kanye West
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