(Verse)
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Check it! She got an ass like her momma's, call that Julia Roberts
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This pretty lady is crazy cuz she addicted to drama
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I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh
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Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
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She ride around in a Cadi, probly bought by her father
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She loves to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna
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She tell her dad I'm the doctor, I think that she clueless
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I only play one on T.V. like I'm a young George Clooney
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Dawg, I was destined for movies, gettin' betta when olda
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Ya need to get (get) that (that) dirt off yo shoulda
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If ya are slackin' a bunch, pack it up
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Got a Wahlberg flow, packin' a punch
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Billy Madison I'm neva packing a lunch
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But I'm eating y'all raps cuz ya snackin' it much
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I'm just a fighter, an all-american psycho rapper
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I'm Minnie Driver, these girls crazy, there ain't no after
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I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic!
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My life reality television, ain't no one actin'
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(Hook)
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The city can be mine but ya just need
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To stop and learn yo lines
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Hey girl, well let's make a movie
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Ya can be my leadin' lady beauty
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Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
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Things ain't always black and white
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We can make this world into our movie...
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(Verse 2)
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These people askin' me questions, they like how did ya do it?
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Now the way we blowin' up, it's like a Michael Bay movie
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I got a beautiful mind, so got these beautiful women
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They say ya win some and lose some but all I'm doin' is winnin'
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My life like Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future
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And start it back in two thousand with just a mike and a computer
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I was just writin' these raps, tryna bring the whole city with me
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I went from bein' Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie
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I put my old life behind me, jumped in front of the camera
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I got these honeys goin' crazy, call that Jessica Alba
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These other rappers are like how come they can't get to where I did
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Wring wring, here come Johnny hommie I'm shinin'
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I got bad bitches on my dick, clips hommie I'm grindin'
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It's so dope, they go home to TiVo and rewind it
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Strugglin' rappers are actin' like they some waiters now
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They busy watchin' me make it hommie, ya wait around
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(Hook)
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The city can be mine but ya just need
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To stop and learn yo lines
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Hey girl, well let's make a movie
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Ya can be my leadin' lady beauty
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Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
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Things ain't always black and white
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We can make this world into our movie...
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(Bridge)
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Is it yo eyes? Is it yo hair?
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Is it yo look? Is it yo stare?
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I swear the camera luv, luv, luv, luv
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I swear the camera luv ya
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Is it yo eyes? Is it yo hair?
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Is it yo look? Is it yo stare?
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I'm tryna cut, cut
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Oh this is the cut
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The director's cut
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(Hook)
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Hey girl, well let's make a movie
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Ya can be my leading lady beauty
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Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
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Things ain't always black and white
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We can make this world into our movie
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Now let the horns play
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Movie
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| Hoodie Allen |
