歌词
Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh
Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh
I'm the grand wizzard of this shit, boy, you live in this bitch (Yeah)
Gotta teach 'em how to die, 'cause I can't call it quits (No)
I got crans and them rittz, I can't be no average
Gonna be forever rich (Yeah), I already made a hit
You ain't makin' money, nah, you just makin' counterfeit
I got friends sendin' clothes, hopin' that I post a fit
I got girls in my past wishin' that we had a kid
Now they callin' me collect, down to Spain, in Madrid (In Madrid)
I no longer walk, I cruise
I no longer cry, I blues
I don't like to crease my shoes
Guess I got a high IQ
I got tricks in the bag (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Shortcut to the cab (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Nobody do it like that (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
They thought they could touch me then I hit the afterburners
I was last in class, now I'm Forbes highest earner
To a plane observer, 9 to 5 worker
Got kicked out of college 'cause he was a slow learner
Think that's fairly odd, call me Timmy no Turner
You ain't call me up, I ain't hearin' no murmurs
Questions, whispers, I think got problems
I think he goes to bed with the demons and the gobblers
Damn, what a threesome, cookin' in the hot sun
You know what they say, more money, more problems
You know what they say, when they off but you on one
I'ma **** the world up, raw, no condom
I got tricks in the bag (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Shortcut to the cab (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Nobody do it like that (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Nobody do it like that
Nobody do it like that
I no longer walk, I cruise
I no longer cry, I blues
I don't like to crease my shoes
Guess I got a high IQ
I got tricks in the bag (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Got the rabbit out the hat (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Shortcut to the cab (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
Nobody do it like that (Ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh, ah-ah-oh)
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