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If it wasn't for Wayne, it wouldn't be. You tatted your face Bugatti new boo You scream "woo woo" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah You bought a So you can flex And most of the bad Bitches your ex Tattoos, woo woo, Bugatti new boo. New subject, new paper, new class, New school. New buddies, new haters, new ass, new Boobs. Much later, too soon, too bad, too cool. Too hot, too lit, too high to move. Two eyes to view but too blind to bloom. Who lied to you? Two middle fingers that's up High. To whom it may consume. Kaboom. Goddamn, who knew that I am the guru With voodoo that soothed you? The high hand with Shooters that shoot through the iron man and see Through the comment and now he a diamond. I turn a goddamn into a God's plan, go Over the diagram and get to the job, man. Watch for the spy cam, sit back and watch And do not watch your watch hand. Give me some time, man. I am the bomb, Man. I am gonna swim 'til I come out On dry land or on a frying pan. No, we did not land on Plymouth Rock, but It landed on our land. Now I'm just burn land. Back to the block Where they got more rock fans than a fucking Rock band. Under a rock, man. We need Barack, man. I do what I can to keep it solid As a you know what I'm saying. With some rock playing You tatted your face and Changed the culture You changed You scream "woo woo" And them gangsters love you Yeah, yeah You bought A Bugatti so you can flex So you flex And most of the bad bitches your ex I Started this shit, you just part of this shit. I'm the heart of this shit and the heart Doesn't skip. Take the heart of your bitch 'cause Like Bart, you a simp. And your water don't Drip, so your garden ain't shit. You just counting the money, I'm drowning in money. Like where the fuck is the lifeguard in this Bitch? I go Mars in this bitch, watch me Orbit and shit. For the art of this shit, Andy Warhol and shit. Go retarded and shit. You go sweet, tangy, I go tartar and shit. I'm a bar from this shit, I'm a marfrom This shit. You an orphan, lil' bitch. If I taught you some shit, that's like Harvard, Lil' bitch. You ain't talking 'bout shit, but you Suffered and shit. Walk it like it talk it, Now you walking this shit. I go Marvel movies On some marvelous shit. In the spotlight too long, Should be darker than this. It's the Carter, lil' Bitch You tatted your face and changed the culture You changed You scream "woo woo" and them gangsters Love you Yeah, yeah You bought a Bugatti so You can flex So you can flex And most Of the bad bitches your ex I started this Shit, they borrowed this shit. I thought of this shit, they thought it was It. I'm dogging this shit, they bark and they Sit. Put a fork in that shit, which drawer Did it look in? I brought in the shit, The starters get benched. The artists get sent, then targets get hit. Million dollar smile, I sell myself short if I Grin. I'm bargaining then. Apartments and shit I could park in and shit. In a foreign car that I could talk to And shit. With a cultural bitch I can talk To and shit. 'Bout the culture and shit, how I altered this shit. Tattoos, woo woo, Bugatti new boo. Tattoos, woo Bugatti new boo. Yeah, Tattoos, woo Bugatti new boo. All of that shit is the Carter, lil' bitch. You changed You tatted your Bugatti new boo So You can flex woo woo, Bugatti new boo. Tattoos, woo woo, Bugatti new boo. Tunechi If it wasn't for Wayne, It wouldn't be They might think they've got a Pretty good jump shot Or a pretty good flow. But our kids can't all aspire to be LeBron Or Lil Wayne.