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Oh Yo, uh, feel it Yeah All u mufuckas funny Specially when u close to money What u tryna take from me It ain't all sweet honey Tuck dat ego in ya tummy Let it out when it's Sunny Sweat it out when u runnin Passin out when it's a hundid Here's the keys to the company Though I doubt that you can run it Give em back to me I just like talking shit when I rap Cause it sound more like rap to me I'm nerd at puttin words together Simple fact and I know that you slow So I'll keep it simple Jack and I Rolled this to smoke I'm in my own world all these alien metaphors And know one gets the joke I'm the alien president And know one gets to vote And if you follow me on stage Throw dat bitch da rope Not literally I hope you know that it's a joke Compare me to my higher self What's a fuckin GOAT It's Hip Hop Throw ya hands up Got dat knot in yo pocket throw hands up Sunday 5k throw ya hands up Monday mornin at the lab wit Bands up It's hip hop throw dem hands up If you smokin some good weed throw dem hands up He's a woman hitter beat ya mans up Tuesday mornin at the crib with da bands up I admit I be funny Jokin round with da homies Tell em that they chick phony She just wit you for da money Hahaha Sad part that shit real People out here lonely Even wit) a full staff at the crib Private Jets and mufuckin pony People all up in my personal biz Tryna see da otherside where it's sunny Get da vitamin D bills paid feelin free Now we out here runnin shiit Got da bees and the honey Got the keys to the hummy Got the trees yeah we burn in yeah Rent dat bitch take it back Leave dat check in my bank Rainy season is coming Take heed to this knowledge Plant seeds and watch it all grow Into abundance It's Hip Hop Throw ya hands up Got dat knot in yo pocket throw hands up Sunday 5k throw ya hands up Monday mornin at the lab wit Bands up It's hip hop throw dem hands up If you smokin some good weed throw dem hands up He's a woman hitter beat ya mans up Tuesday mornin at the crib with da bands up Got the light in you pocket Put your hands up Monday morning at the lab with fans up You smoking some good weed throw them hands up On Tuesday morning let the crib with them bands up