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Yeah. Breakfast at Tiffany's and bottles of bubbles. Girls wanna do us who like getting in trouble. Lashes and diamonds and they are machines. Buy myself all of my favorite things, yeah. Man threw some budget, I should be a savage. Who woulda thought it'd turn me to a savage? Rather be tied up with calls and not strings. Write my own checks like I write what I sing, yeah. My wrist, stop watching. My neck is flossy. Make big deposits, my glass is poppin'. You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it. I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it. Yeah, I want I got it. I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. I want it, I got it. You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it. I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it, yeah. wrist, it's biblical, got phone numbers. If they need money, they wrong number. Black cards, my business card, they way they serving tone for me. I don't need no rag, but if I put it in the bag, yeah. One, two, seven racks, they stacked up like my ass, yeah. Shoot, come see me stroll through the blue. Making it back on the loop, give me the loot. Never mind, I gotta choose. Nothing but net when we shoot. Look at my neck, look at my jet. Ain't got enough money to pay me respect. Got no budget when I'm on the set. If I like it, then that's what I get, yeah. I want it, I got it. I want it, I got I want it, I want it, I got it. You like my hair? Gee, thanks, just bought it. I see it, I like it, I want it, I got it, yeah.