Da... Da... Da... David... Banner

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Sittin´ in a Caddy, bright like Batty
Floatin´ up the like the bride and her Daddy
Hip-Hop addict, hip-hop at it
Man I swear I´m on top like the attic
Yea Bxtch I be wit my dog like Shaggy
And we stay clean but get dirty like Harry
Flyer than bluebirds, cardinals and canaries
F**k me, I´m all about weed like Paris
Hilton the presidential suite already
I´m richer than Nicole and I´m a Lion like her Daddy
I am hotter than the Sunday after Saturday
I swear I´m a savage like no one be a Randy
Oscar De LaHoyer, boxer like a casket
Or Diego Coralles, nigga keep jabbin´
See my style it varies, like drugs in an alley
My leather so soft my paint prettier than Halley
Wittier than comedy, nigga write a parody
But I ain´t tellin´ jokes... apparently
Apparently, yeah my daughter be the twinkle of my eye
You hurt her you kill me and nigga I ain´t ´bout to die
See y´all are at ground, and my daughter is my sky
I swear I look in her face and I just want to break out and fly
4 tears in my face and you ain´t never heard me cry
I´m richer than all y´all I got a bank full of pride

Ow, started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
started out hustlin´, e-ended up ballin
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette

My paint bubbleish, the motor so vicious
The rims the same color as the wrapper of a kisses; Hersey´s
I´m hyper, thump it like a piston
And when I´m in Detroit I be ballin´ like a Piston
oh, and did I mention I´m fly like a pigeon
Hidin´ gas prices, you las Vegas trinket
I´m ridin´ on the park in the Bentley golf cart
The Polo be cream but the bottle´s caviar (yeah!)
Weezy I´m sick from all this tourin´
You told me (sip this,) then call me in the morning (yeah)
And I vow I never trust another woman (´nother woman)
In my life, and then I got horny (ah hah)

Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette
Started with my girlfriend, ended where the home is
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Started out hustlin´, e-ended up ballin´
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette

See I ain´t goin´ no where bitch
You know a nigga been home honey
Money f**kin´ retarded, called it down syndrome money
My cake sick shift, they diagnose sickle cell bread
The revenue stream got a disease like a jail bed
Like a mattress from Sing-Sing or way down to Comstock
These bitches call me bling king I shit when the bomb drop
And sprinkle diamonds all over niggas flawless in D-Class
Then twinkle like a shine, just like a sparkle from clean Glass
They movin´ on a nigga as I´m walkin´ the valley, ready?
And Zulu with the cameras like I´m dickin´ down Halle Berry
My money help me do things that you nigga´s can´t believe
Like purchase personal plates on sort of things that you can´t conceive
Like interactin´ with women, on caliber of Janet
I sit and master my vision and massacre the planet
I hope you nigga´s know just what it is
When I´m countin´ my paper nigga´s know I´m handlin´ my biz

Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette
Started with my girlfriend, ended with her homies
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Started out hustlin´, ended up ballin´
Nigga I´m the shit, get the f**k up out my toilette