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David, David, David, David, David Banner. La, la, la-la-la, la-la-la, La, la-la-la, la, la-la-la, la-la-la, Uh, sittin' in the Caddy, right like Betty. Floatin' up the aisle like the bride and her Daddy. Hip-hop addict, hip-hop addict. Man, I swear I'm on top like the Attic. Yeah, bitch, I be with my dog like Shaggy. And we stay clean, but we get dirty like Harry. Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals, Canaries. Fuck me, I'm all about we like Paris. Hilton, presidential suite already. I'm richer than Nicole and I'm a lion like Her daddy. I am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday. I swear I'm a savage like Lil Webbby And Randy. Oscar De La Hoya, box you like A casket. Or Diego Corrales, nigga, Keep jabbin'. See, my style, it varies like drugs In an alley. My liquor too soft, My paint prettier than Halle. Wittier than comedy, nigga, write a parody. But I ain't tellin' jokes... Apparently. A parent, yeah, my daughter be the Twinkle of my eye. You hurt her, you kill me, and nigga, I Ain't 'bout to die. See, y'all are at ground And my daughter is my sky. I swear I look in her face and I Just wanna break out and fly. Four tears in my face and you ain't never Heard me cry. I'm richer than all y'all, I got a bank full of pride. La, la-la-la, la-la-la, la. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck up out My toilet. Started with my girlfriend, Ended with her homies. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. E-Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck up my Toilet. My paint bubblicious, the motor so vicious. The rims the same color as the wrapper of Kiss. First, I'm hyper, jumpin' like a piston. And when I'm in Detroit, I be ballin' like A Piston. Oh, and did I mention I'm fly Like a pigeon? Higher than gas prices in Las Vegas strips. I'm nine under par in a Bentley Golf cart. The Polo be cream, but the Prada's Caviar. Weezy, I'm sick from all this tourin'. He told me, "Sip this, then call me in The mornin'." Yeah, and I vow to never trust Another woman. Then my life paused and I got horny. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck up out My toilet. Started with my girlfriend, Ended with her homies. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. E-Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck out my Toilet. See, I ain't goin' nowhere, Bitch, you know a nigga been home, honey. Money fuckin' retarded, call it Down syndrome money. My cake sick, shit be diagnosickle cell bread. My revenue stream got a disease like a jailbed. Like a mattress from Sing Sing or way down In Comstock. These bitches call me Bling King, I shit when the bomb drop. And sprinkle diamonds all over niggas, flawless and V-Class. And twinkle like a shine, Just like a sparkle from clean glass. They movin' on a nigga as I walk through The valley ready. And zoomin' with the cameras like I'm dicking down Halle Berry. My money help me do things that you niggas Can't believe. Like purchase purchase places or them Things that you can't conceive. Like interacting with women the caliber of Janet. I sit and master my vision and massacre the Planet. Whoa. I hope you niggas know just what It is. While I'm countin' my paper, niggas know I'm handlin' my biz. Okay. La, la, la. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck up out My toilet. Started with my girlfriend, Ended with her homies. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. Ended up ballin'. Started out hustlin'. E-Ended up ballin'. Nigga, I'm the shit, get the fuck up out My toilet. La, la, la, la-la-la, La, la-la-la, la.