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Whoa Kenny, ayy Please don't worry, let me (hey), ayy Run inside your shit, I need an ESPY (hey) No Scantron, don't test me (hey), hey Self-defense, no wrestling (okay, uh) Book a seater on a nigga hair (yeah), uh, yeah I make money disappear (okay), huh Back up camera, see me in the rear (yeah) Uh, back up, everything you lack huh (okay), ayy Will Smith, Jada Pinkett, act up, huh We ain't SWAT but it get technical Feelin' like Dwayne Carter, ayy, child star, ayy (child star) I been that nigga for forever (forever) Look but don't look now, they gettin' nervous (they gettin' nervous), huh I remember when they curved me (when they curved me) Back when Kim had broke my heart, and she knew it (and she knew it) I got way too high and almost blew it (almost blew it) Walk in the mall and I throw my shoes in the trashcan (throw 'em away) I got them rap checks and split it with ManMan (run away) Ayy, he fell in love with them damn xans I fell in love with a white girl, I know that she don't like me back Young Key! I need an Nike check, police tryna indict me, yay (oh yeah) Break your teeth tryna bite me, yay There is no one like me, yay (open up that fuckin' moshpit) Letras de cancionesLet the choir sing, ooh, ooh, you, ayy Uh, can't nobody stop me but me (no) Ayy, trust me, three sevens lucky (whoa) Ayy, gluttony, that mean I want everything (hey) Almost bought a diamond chain but I got too high (high) And I almost died but you know a nigga not bye (hey) Almost touched the ground but I'm way too fly-y Yeah, yeah Shining like a chandelier, niggas hate when I appear Please don't worry, let me (hey), ayy Run inside your shit, I need an ESPY (hey) No Scantron, don't test me (hey), hey Self-defense, no wrestling (okay, uh) Book a seater on a nigga hair (yeah), uh, yeah I make money disappear (okay), huh Back up camera, see me in the rear (yeah) Uh, back up, everything you lack huh (okay) Man I see you lifeless Why life gotta be like this? Please be the fake me If I was you I would hate me, ooh From Letras Mania