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[Intro] Ah wasn't feelin' that one at all Yeah mmhmm uh huh huh yeah Ohh yeah Yeah yeah yeah That's right y'all All around the world Yeah All around the block baby it's like [Altered Hook] You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') You (everybody sayin') [Verse 1: ? and Flynn] One double 0 comma, triple 0 In the bank account I'm talkin' 'bout Turn it up, turn it down Turn everything, inside out I'm 'bout, you 'bout it, and everything that come with it I [?] and get my Levi's custom fitted You wit' it, I'm wit' it I get it, you get it Let's get it all All the dough by the whole shoppin' mall Ball outta control, carry this straight out of bounds Swingin' hard tryin' to end your player [?] You hear this terrific, prolific personal delivery Accompanied by sounds found by the mighty mighty Derek P Witty with this artistry, the music is a part of me Priceless in persuasion, on occasion it's been all of me Been at this for a while Lyrical miles I now jog L.A. resident here to present a mic call Producer professional, heterosexual tactics Ladies love the F (yes!) It's so automatic [Hook] You (wanna make a million) You (want to make a killin') You (wanna be the chillin') You (want that funny feelin') You (want that money spillin') You (want that platinum feelin') You (want the ride that's killin') You (want a record dealin') You (wanna make a billion) You (want to make a killin') You (wanna be the chillin') You (want that funny feelin') You (want that money spillin') You (want that platinum feelin') You (want the ride that's killin') [Verse 2: Cookbook and ?] Learned to live off nothing Toured the U.S. in a van Just me, some dirty clothes, and the rest of my band We play shows that pay us money that we never will see 'Cause there's gas and hotels so well we play for free Guess it's fun havin' pay rent for months and you need to call Probably won't let me get a job 'cause I'm a semi rap star I watch TV 24-7 like it's helpin' me breathe I'm the king of my castle, so I never will leave Man in the [?] I'm on the scene lookin' clean With them sick toned jeans while I lean up on the bean Kinda like James Dean, but minus the cigarette Just in case you might give a hoot yes it's in the flesh Dipped as always, feelin' so astonishin' Maybe it's the Jack or, maybe it's the Jonathan Maybe it's this wishes for the chips to still be prominent Or maybe it's just somethin' made up in my mind the whole time [Hook] You (wanna make a million) You (want to make a killin') You (wanna be the chillin') You (want that funny feelin') You (want that money spillin') You (want that platinum feelin') You (want the ride that's killin') You (want a record dealin') You (wanna make a billion) You (want to make a killin') You (wanna be the chillin') You (want that funny feelin') You (want that money spillin') You (want that platinum feelin') You (want the ride that's killin')