| Bottle full of rocket fuel
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| Bitches on my ship
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| I’m vibeing on these videos
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| Thinking that I’m rich
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| You know that time I saw a UFO
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| Mum said I was fibbing
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| But I saw what I saw
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| Can’t nobody tell me different
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| Got my head up in the clouds where the planes be
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| Climbing up the bean stalk
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| Giants never phased me
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| They cutting up a Maybach
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| How can I be Jay-Z
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| Frankly I’m a monster man
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| Look what they’re creating
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| Spend it all man max it out
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| Sugar tits I ain’t Malibu
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| But my wrist got a sparkle
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| And my neck have it too
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| And my TVs to the ceiling
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| Every single channels news bout myself
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| And the story is the money I’ve accrued
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| Got a bottle full of Moët
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| And the Zooey Deschanel
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| Got my overcoat channel
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| Colours all malapell
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| Take a boat in the water
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| Let my worries float away
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| On the waves is that what I’m supposed to say
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| And I wonder
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| And I can’t say I’m faded, and I can’t spend a million in cash
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| To make it rain paper and watch it cascade down and crash
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| World full of wolves
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| World full of wolves
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| My boy is always on the fly
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| Card is coloured black
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| Feeling paranoid as ozzy
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| That he’s never coming back
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| Till were always in the club
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| Tell the DJ up the track
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| In the corner spilling drinks
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| In an Alexander bag
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| Saying he don’t really love me I’m fat
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| Yada yada chew em up spit em out
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| In the street hubba bubba
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| Kick a stink make me almost dry reach
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| Up above her like the hill
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| We could climb if we tried
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| Chugga chugga
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| And Pamela Seaga I don’t need a crystal ball
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| Tried to leave the Truman show
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| Ima see you hit the wall
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| I don’t have many possessions
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| But she told me this is yours
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| Yeah I treat it like a pet
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| You can never keep a wolf in a cage
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| Chasing money or just chasing my tail
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| Chasing tail it will make me tired sail
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| Maybe I should think of business more
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| But the water isn’t pure
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| And I’m feeling insecure now
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| And I can’t say I’m faded, and I can’t spend a million in cash
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| To make it rain paper and watch it cascade down and crash
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| World full of wolves
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| World full of wolves
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| If this is conscience
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| Then call me concious
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| I know the label wanna hear it
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| And they’ll call me bonkers
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| I know the corporations kill people
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| For they profits
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| And they’ll probably kill me too
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| Right before I stop it
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| I know they want rappers talking about
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| All the dollars
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| And how the girls stripping off
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| All before the chorus
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| But work it if you want I hope
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| You always keep your power like a ranger
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| In a park where were drinking
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| Singing louder yeah I know
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| In my history I’ve been contradictory
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| I just want brain from a dame like a big zombie
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| She just want a cross, on her neck not a bit holy
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| Fake titties feel alien
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| When they Sigourney
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| Marble floors in the lobby man
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| Yeah we pave paradise just because we can
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| The credit cards your spending
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| I feel like Charles and eddy
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| I can lie but I’m just not ready
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| Nah nah nah
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| And I can’t say I’m faded, and I can’t spend a million in cash
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| To make it rain paper and watch it cascade down and crash
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| World full of wolves
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| World full of wolves |