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She got an ass like her mama's, call that Julia Roberts

This pretty lady is crazy cause she addicted to drama

I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh

Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it

She ride around in a Cadi, probably bought by her father

She loves to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna

She tell her dad I'm a doctor, I think that she clueless

I only play one on TV like I'm a young George Clooney

Dawg I was destined for movies, getting better when older

You need to get (get) that (that) dirt off your shoulder

If you are slacking a bunch, pack (pack) it (it) up

Got a Wahlberg flow, pack-packing a punch

Billy Madison I'm never packing a lunch

But I'm eating y'all raps cause you snacking it much

I'm just a fighter, an All-American psycho rapper

I Minnie Driver these girls crazy, there ain't no after

I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic

My life reality television, ain't no one acting

The city can be mine

But you just need to stop and learn your lines

Hey girl, well let's make a movie

You can be my leading lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy

Things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

These people asking me questions, they like "how did you do it?"

Now the way we blowing up, it's like a Michael Bay movie

I got a beautiful mind, so got these beautiful women

They say you win some and lose some but all I'm doing is winning

My life like Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future

And start it back in 2000 with just a mic and computer

I was just writing these raps, trying to bring the whole city with me

I went from being Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie

I put my old life behind me, jumped in front of the camera

I got these honeys going crazy, call that Jessica Alba

These other rappers are like how come they can't get to where I did

Vring vring, here come Johnny homie I'm *******ning

I got bad ******* on my ****, clips homie I'm grinding

It's so ****, they go home to TiVo and rewind it

Struggling rappers are acting like they some waiters now

They busy watching me make it homie, you wait around

The city can be mine

But you just need to stop and learn your lines

Hey girl, well let's make a movie

You can be my leading lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy

Things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair?

Is it your look? Is it your stare?

I swear the camera love, love, love, love

I swear the camera love you

Is it your eyes? Is it your hair?

Is it your look? Is it your stare?

I'm tryna cut, cut

Oh this is the cut - the director's cut

Hey girl, well let's make a movie

You can be my leading lady beauty

Grab your camera, don't be shy

Things ain't always black and white

We can make this world into our movie

Now let the horns play...