This is gonna feel real good, alright?
Everybody please put your thumb in the air
1,2,3,4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so
let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)
I feel like a million bucks
But my money don't really feel like I do
And from the ground I built my own damn buzz
People was amazed I was still in high school
But now I'm ill, and money when I'm ???
Tryin to get so much I can't keep count
New kicks give me cushion like whoopie
Keep a smile when you're eating Paul cookie?
Everything good, I'm white boy awesome
Up all night - Johnny Carson
I aint gotta Benz, no just a Honda
But try to get my money like an Anaconda,
Real, real long cross the country
Smoke joints in the whip, no cow can bust me?
Drive into the stage, they applaud and scream
All the pretty girls come flock on me, yeah i rock the beat
Writer(s): Oscar Hammerstein Ii, Eric Dan, Jerome Kern, Malcolm Mccormick
Copyright: Sony/ATV Songs LLC, Idlabs Worldwide Sound
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