It's what ya all been waiting for ain't it?
What people paid paper for, damn it
They can't stand it
They want something new
So let's get reacquainted
Became the hood favorite
I can't even explain it
I surprised myself, too
Life of a Don
Lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on
With something crazy on my arm
And here's another hit, Barry Bonds
We outta here baby
Dude!
Fresh off the plane
Konichiwa, bitches
Turn around, another plane
My passport on pivot
Ask for it, I did it
That asshole done did it
Talked it, then he lived it
Spit it, then he shit it
I don't need wri-ters
I just bounce ideas
But only I could come up with some shit like this
I done played the underdog my whole career
I've been a very good sport, haven't I, this year?
They say he's going crazy
And we seen this before
But I'm doing pretty good, far as geniuses go
And I'm doing pretty hood in my pink polo
Nigga please
How you gon' say I ain't no lo-head?
Cuz my Dior got me more mo-del head
I'm insulted
You should go 'head
And bow so hard till your knees hit your forehead
And the flow just hit Code Red
Top five Emcees you ain't gotta remind me
Top five Emcees you gotta rewind me
I'm high up on the line you could get behind me
But my head so big you can't sit behind me
Life of a Don
Lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on
With somethin crazy on my arm
And here's another hit, Barry Bonds
We outta here, baby
Ay, Mr. West, we so outta here, baby
And me? I'm Mr. Weezy, baby
I'm so bright, not shady
My teeth and my ice so white like Shady
Ice in my teeth so refrigerated
I'm so fucking good like I'm sleepin with Megan
I'm all about my Franklin's, Lincoln's and Reagan's
Whenever they make them
I shall hav them
Oops
I meant have them
I'm so crazy
But if you play crazy you'll be sleepin with daisies
I'm such a ha-bit
Oops I meant habit
And my drink still pinker than the Easter Rabbit
and I'm still Cole like Keyshia's family
Stove on my waist turn beef to patties
And I ate it
Cuz I'm so at it
And I don't front
And I don't go backwards
And I don't practice
And I don't lack shit
And you can get Barry
To suck my bat, bitch
Ha!
We outta here baby
Life of a Don
Lights keep glowin'
Comin' in the club with that fresh shit on
With something crazy on my arm
And here's another hit, Barry Bonds