Lyrics:
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
Don't want to stand by
Envy your damn life
Should be me it's fine
Entourage and camouflage to come up
The worst behavior but motherfuckers don't love us
the key, what would you do, E?
I'd be up in that motherfucker watchin' my latest video brought to you by
Trass G and Trey Dogg from the California Music
it from me, Jack, you're sadly mistaken
A lot of record labels been tryin' to get the bacon
By makin' a brother into somethin' he is not and
You
We've got no more in silver, that's all that you'd got
So I've come for my award, I've come for my award
I thought I'd come in person that's
I'd do anything in my power
To see you just smile
I want you to prosper and come proper
Even if that means I ain't by your side
I'd do anything
greatest pb and j
If you can make it zeroes and ones
And i can print it out
I don't fucking care, i'll download a cow
I'd download the graduate
By mc lars
give up anything for one more chance for her to hear this
I thought I'd let you know
Sometimes I lose control
I thought I'd let you know
The drugs
Trusting
That she was safe
As you entered
Into her space
A space
That not all
Have access
But you
Took her for granted
You saw her
As just another
See his
for you, okay, Jim Fix, remember Jim Fix?
The big famous jogging guy? Jogged fifteen miles a day
Did a jogging book, did a jogging video
And dropped
The microphone pleaser
Haters, shove it up your keister
Here comes the new me
Life after death, like it's Easter
Baby, spoon the workers, take you to the cleaners
Who could foresee
I'd come to feel about you
What you felt about me?
Why only now I see
That you've drifted away?
What a surprise...
What
I was staring a hole through CMT
Watchin' everybody else who'd been waitin' for me
I thought by now I'd been a household name
After all I had, if
(ha)
So I'ma take it off his hands, I know you heard of that
And I'ma murder that furry cat for a fact
[Chorus - Bubba Sparxxx - 2X]
I'm fittin
a ballplayer, that wasn't playin' ball
He paid for it all, but she wouldn't take it off
So I'ma take it off his hands, I know you heard of that
And I'ma murder
I wish i hugged you and told you
To come back safe
I been depressed bro I ain't okay
You got a degree for your dad
I'm proud that you did
Smartest
Where y'all at? Make some noise
Y'all ready for Lupe Fiasco? Let me hear you make some fuckin' noise
Say insane, insane in the brain, in the brain, I
one single person for you
But there's that person that would perfectly fit you
That God has already orchestrated
In future when single people walk up
cancer in the brain
Dickhead, by the time you get fed
I be somewhere with a six pack and a six pack
Her lips and her hips thick
My boxers are covered
cry well come and hold me then
I think I need the blessing of some holy men
'Cause everything is different now
I'd really like to tell you how
How I
It's 23, I know you got some streets to get to
Come on
I'm a grown man, businesses I own man
My ID, my own brand
Google me, you'll understand
Sir, I
would
Have grabbed her by the hand
You don't know who I am but see
I love the way you smile
Do you got a man I'd be honored if
I can walk with you for
to
Closer, closer, I'll show you how we groove
One on one we play all night
Video games, and time flies by
Morning comes, you say goodnight
Your UFO still
out
Then all joints come out classic
Rappers are fake we can all point one out
Yeah
I'd like to introduce you to the first lady of the ATF (uhh)
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