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I have a mansion 
Forget the price 
Ain't never been there 
They tell me it's nice 

I live in hotels 
Tear out the walls 
I have accountants
as soon blow you away
Two pretty blonds in a Porsche
Their bumper says "We Love LA"
They look pretty fair but they're crazy out there
And they'd just
right
Even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
Dying to meet your girlfriends
That you
right
Even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
Dying to meet your girlfriends
That you said
right
Even if you only get part of it right
Live for today, plan for tomorrow
Party tonight, party tonight
Dying to meet your girlfriends
That you said
café on the boulevard
Looking hunkered down blown around
I've forgotten what I'm out here for
I stood alone last night by the streetlight, aching for you
trying to boast
But I got that dough
I made a video so you could see the life I live
Gotta casa across from Sammy Sosa's crib
Laying out by the pool
street
And god damn she's a hard bitch
Talks at me like I'm the bad dog that got into the garbage
Yeah I know that the toilet is for customers
You
mouth man
I'ma take you over here to mah mans an'nem.
Yeah, he'll hook you up, dawg, real good nah'mean?

Detroit, lady
I know you goin' crazy
like their really that strong
You really that bitch nigga pussy, thongs
P that nigga that will break your jaw
You get jumped by a mobb of niggas for
life is crazy
Whoever thought it would come to this over rap nonsense
Rap from the comfort of being attacked by my conscience

Looking out my window,
To provide for the lives of you and me
'Cause you know that

I got those jet pack blues
Just like Judy
The kind that makes June feel like September
I'm
for the king, huh?
Niggas even talk about your baby crazy
Eventually the pendulum swings
Don't forget America this how you made me
Come through with
with bitches
That be bad and wishing for the fame and recognition
There on a mission for self, baby
Were like the twelve, my tribe is crazy deep
We
many drinks have been given to me
I got some woman that's living off me
Paid for their flights and hotels, I'm ashamed
Bet that you know them, I won't
to me
I got some women that's living off me
Paid for their flights and hotels I'm ashamed
Bet that you know them, I won't say no names
After a while
I live the life of a celebrity
A made figga way bigger than them other cats you love to see

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can I talk to you for
I live the life of a celebrity
A made figga way bigger than them other cats you love to see

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can I talk to you for
an M.C. rapper and nothin' else
I keep rhymin' and I do it by myself
Could you be like me? I rap my none stop rhymes
You will never hear pause when I say
Ooh, look at all this company coming round tonight. 
Even Catherine O'Hara's come by to say hello. 
You really want to know? 
Well, I'll tell you
And I, I wouldn't trade it for the world, world, world
And I, just so fucking lucky you're my girl, girl, girl
And I, I wouldn't trade it for
straight in her asshole, lyrically
I love chicks on e that you meet out at these raves
They use it as an excuse for them to misbehave
I met Rachel in
for a table-top dance
She took off her g-string and shook her ass
Baby, all that?  You got to work harder!
Do some backflips to make me harder!
So I
into some shit, we never pop shots
We walk, scrap whatever he was
And live to talk about it then we get old 'cause
We keep a pack of zig zags for that
me, crazy
So I live by two words, "Fuck you, pay me"
Screaming, Jesus save me
You know how the game be
I can't let em change me
Cause on Judgment Day,