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, mula!, yeah, look, i'ma tell you all this last time, don't get involved, bullets start, ripping through the walls, hit your baby momma, and the house door, we making house calls, i'm an outlaw, in the south ward, knock your ass out, if you talk stupid, got a big dick, so i walk stupid, she got that hit it quick in the car booty, bad hoes need to get a raise, lame niggas tryna get away, but all your diamonds need to get appraised, you in the way, too many nights i was out lurking, mine in the days, nine days on my ocean drive with a bad bitch lyin in the shades, sipping minute maid, gotta penetrate, let me demonstrate, got the jones soda with the drink in it, got a backwood with the dank in it, party ain't popping if we ain't in it, go blake griffin, might flex on 'em, that's too much sauce, i bet them hoes know who i are, they treat a nigga like a superstar and that's what i am, i got your bitch but that's my bitch, so that's our bitch and that's all cool, when you trip out, won't dip out, she just call me and i fall through, and that's bad news, hold these nuts, cashews, vroom, i flew past you, new whips here, what the bags do, past cool, my enemies should get a good breakfast and a cup of coffee, i know refugees that don't rush things, they kill 'em softly, my closet still got nike boxes and a couple corpses, look, even though i'll never sell my soul, i got a couple offers, don't think about it, i smoke about it, i drink about it, they rap a body, then rap about it, sink the body, then sing about it, zip the body, then sip about it, fuck the world, i'ma still get some cool things up out it, if a ceo wanna dance all in my video, i need a big deposit, swerve, swerve, i'm back on 'em, i bet i'm turning my back on 'em, i fuck, then see if tune, jay jones, hoody or mack want 'em, real shit, i've seen good girl go to airports with that pack on 'em, trill shit, i've seen bad bitches with good genes but i slack on 'em, i ain't focused there, gotham city, got batmans and jokers there, i'm in the club but i'm in the cut, they got cameras here like oprah's here, since a kid, i heard gunshots, mothers cry, all the shit soldiers hear, so i had to abracadabra, voila just to make hope appear, young, abracadabra, abracadabra!, we rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened, copperfield, i just popped a seal, you don't believe in magic, but you know that i'm for real, voila, voila! ta-da, ta-da!, voila! voila! mula! voila!, told my momma, nana, i'm doing my count, don't ruin my count, bust to em, i'm out, voila, voila! ta-da, ta-da!, voila! voila! mula! voila!, mama, nana, i'm doing my count, don't ruin my count, bust to em, i'm out, voila!, magic dust, yeah that's a rush, got her cracking up, crying all at once, man, that was fun, i'm spazzing up, i'm gassing up that cali stuff, that massacre, i'm magical with chemicals, and smashing stuff, metallica, satanical like skeletor, you're greener than a salad bar, i leave from here to africa, to read some maya angelou, and prank a call, you acting all di caprio, we trap and go from caserole, we back and fourth in traffic with that macklemore, that magic snow, it's always cold, and my freak on that molly water, i met this bitch on collins, but she out the hood, her mama cook, i'm on the way, i'm on a stage, the magic show, i feel like dave, i walk on water, float in air, i'm over there, i'm in your face, i pop up out of nowhere, bap-bap at your doorbell, disappear in thin air, all we leave is smoke there, smoking roadkill, she on coke here, stash is sticking to her nosehair, i'm a magician in the motel, moving tricks for wholesale, hold on, abracadabra, the data don't matter, we rata-ta-ta-ta, over the chatter, we got mo' ammo than granma, hammers and hammers, pull up in lambos, shoot up the cameras, die in pyjamas, find you with sam and your wife and your mamas, all in your family, i'm balling like magic, voila!, abracadabra, abracadabra!, we rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened, copperfield, i just popped a cell, you don't believe in magic, but you know that i'm for real, voila, voila! ta-da, ta-da!, voila! voila! mula! voila!, momma, nana, i'm doing my count, don't ruin my count, bust to em, i'm out, voila, abracadabra, abracadabra!, we rata-ta-ta-ta, then disappeared, right after it happened, copperfield, i just popped a seal, you don't believe in magic, but you know that i'm too real, voila, voila!, ovo shorts, high socks, music is art, basquiat, niggas is squares hopscotch, time out, nana, i got sauce you dryed out, i'm big boss, you big mouth, magic show don't miss out, voila!, what haven't i done yet?, i haven't bungee jumped, err, haven't been to mount everest, err, take that back, i've probably have been to mount everest. probably flown over it, probably rolled past it and it just was twisted, you nah mean? that's real shit, real shit, real shit. holla at my friends, they will let you know slime has sat down and probably at with the president, and whatever president it was at the time, totally don't remember, you nah mean? but i do remember, obama saying my name in a speech, shoutout obama. but still, what haven't i done yet. release carter 5

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Artist: lil' wayne