Lyrics:
on the big white telephone,
I'll be back in a minute." Two hours later, poor bloke he was green. I got up, I felt terrible, I says "Yeah,
what's the matter
cousin Hebrew showed me straps
Me and J used to hustle, he had that white, I had that green
Who got them pills? We in 4-3, lil niggas on the scene
God
let it be
One day we'll all agree and have peace up under a big chronic tree
If I had my way at 4:20 every day you could blaze a J
And not have
die for the truth, I never live a lie
Big risk it's a big risk
If you ain't take a loss, you ain't live yet
Big risk it's a big risk
If you ain't making
Huey Newton
I feel it, it's in the air
White cop with a stare
New judge in the chair
This shit hittin' the fan
But me, I'ma be smart and legalize my shit
time to educate
Time to demonstrate
Don’t yearn for a higher life
Cause once you arrive
You’ll lose all sense of drive
Will you manage to survive
Live by
to off white Balenciaga all you can eat and now we up in Benihana’s eastside down to southside nigga still remember nights and Carolina Live two stacks
doesn't live in the restaurant, she lives in the church nearby the
Restaurant, in the bell tower with her husband Ray and Facha, the dog
And livin' in
bitches by the twos in a group
White g fazo’s ran it up in a swoosh
I ain’t doing no math I’m subtracting my room
Tryna follow our whip we gone take em for
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
gets me goin' now
Never sell, never sold
Live by the code now
Never tell, never told
Darts I throw
Like Clyde with the finger roll
bang!"
Black Tee, black tee, bottles in the air
Niggas think J-Bo and Meech back here
Niggas think Charles Black back on set
Niggas think Tera White
day and never leaves home.
D is for Dog. My dearest friend, my loving pal, he is always by my side.
E is for Elephant. A big-eared and awesome giant,
out from that little one room and kitchen youve got. Its owned by my good friends in Cayman National Bank, so we have already moved out your stuff,
the Maybach,
Throwin' money out the roof muthafuck the brake pads.
Fast life, I live, big cars, big cribs,
(Speed) Speedin' (speed) I'm Speedin',
I can't stop,
like no deeper underlying shit
At a live performance
I performed this shit in my bedroom
So this shit's personal when
I'm just in my room dancin'
Alone
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Gotta have a big, bad bank account, not pity amounts
Bud by the pound, smoke a motherfuckin' ounce
A mean ass crib, all digital studio
And some
livin'
Up there's no one here but us
There's never too much love
Too much is not enough
Let's live it up
Let's live it up
Ha! Skinny fly, big icy watch
want our name back (Or)
At the next show round up your middle-aged white female fans
Run game and fuck 'em on the train track
(Interlude: J
Made me get up, made me go eat
I'm the flyest in the room when I walk in
No designer white tee with the black timbs
Tatted up hands on with some light
feet
You see, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown
The purple and yellow, but first, I gotta
Jones, you wack like Sean Combs
I got guns trying to blow my horn like trombones
I move on black or white crowd
Live shows mic loud
The main reason
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
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