| I’ve got you right where I want you and you ain’t goin' nowhere. |
| Hahahahaha
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| Argh man you no you want me.
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| See, you could call me Mr white and most times in the mist of night
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| You can find me giftin life to multi-business guys in ties
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| Tagging along with popstars and rockstars and this is why
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| Mr brown and mr green are jelous cos I’ve hit the heights
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| They just can’t believe that there, in some squatter flat somewhere
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| In the midst of grimey fingertips and worn out veins
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| While I travel route by air, straight through customs then I’m clear
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| To go drive the whole world all insane, I’m insane
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| See, all mr green does as usual turn you straight into a loser, have you
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| conversating with yourself
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| And mr brown aka shapshooter, he’s the flippin worst polluter, he’s seriously
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| bad for your health
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| So if your done with them you can’t excel, you wind up paranoid and pale
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| So do what’s right and come and take me out, especially now that I’m pure as hell,
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| Fresh from cuba ask migel, all my snorters know what I’m about.
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| Can’t you see, it’s me and you, I’m what you need, I’ll make all,
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| of your dreams come true
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| Can’t you see, it’s you and me, you know you want me, I’ll make all,
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| of your dreams come true, nowww. |