[Verse: Deon Chase]
I'm so appalled, I told them get lost
Killing this game, Ima' drop the body off
Car no top, but this ain't Madi Gra
I'm kicking down the door, head first, somersault
Come and party with a star, I'm looking for a dancer
3 hoes nigga I ain't talking about santa
Probably a couple Vixen, they probably wouldn't listen
Dash after hittin', best believe I'm Blitzen
Lights, camera, action, my money triple flipping
Born to be a ball player, word to 50 tyson
(Uh) they say it so exciting
Oh they love this light skin
My life is so enticing
Driving in the fast lane, license, no
Gone like lighting, your going to slow
Pedal to the metal, while my feet sport the bisons
Forever stay bitten', word to mike tyson
(Whoa)I never reply, even when they finish typin'
They asking, "Do you really like him"?
The lights dim ,I might win
Forget that, I might spend
Your month's rent, on about two kicks
Life's a long trip, so I stay packed up
Lines to my show stay forever stay backed up
My crew be flyest, I should be a stylist
Gone so far, I exceed the known milage
You would think I'm hidden
Never crease kicks, I forever stay glidin'
Never off point, I forever stay grindin'
Oh that's your girl, I gave her a quick look and she started smilin'
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