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[Intro: Pharrell Williams] The Re-Up – yessir! Yo... uh-huh! Skateboard – [Verse 1: Pharrell Williams] Jésus, the Holy Grail the only cup I hold Yep, the ladies love the way the neck hug the gold And my wrist playa shit – playa, what is cold? And it ain't one-sided, so it's juxtaposed You can't relax now, it's only me, Puff ,and Hov While you're digging in ya pockets with nothing to fold See, you're way out of your Range when your truck is a Rove All in our ear tryna explain why that's the bulk of your dough? I approach dinero with the mind of a Cocalero Nigga blow around the world, yo (Yes) From the heavyweighters–to all the crack strippers The gat grippers, with attitude like backflippers They bite for the package of white, the size of Gizmo Gremlin sized niggas think they Lou Ferrigno Mile high, fuck you talk about an inch fo'? And the jewelry's bright lights, nigga – nobody squints, no The 100 EX, dashboard retext Born without a hardtop, you could call it defect But actually, it's a natural way for Aramid A 4 hundred and 50K fucking planetarium (Huh?) On wheels (Yessir!) [Verse 2: Ab-Liva] It's a double-edge sword, the allure of the streets Which allow me to afford the finger things in life Rap wasn't assured, or a shoo-in You couldn't U-N-D-er-stand what I was viewing The former truant Ab pursuant did a thing Big like Smalls Now I'm chairman of the board, but I scribble down my blueprint Talk about the white and how I fused it Put it over music and moved it Now that's a tie-in, I–am–filling the position for which I'm in Slorta like '87 Tyson, Iron Mike, guided by Cus D'Amato Now my whole life custom modeled The clutch, the throttle, the game, and the crush'll shock ya Follow the silence, the crowd cheer, hush the haters Pop them bottles, now I lay atop of models The top of the world, The Man That Would Be King is the motto
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Credits
- Writers
- Ab-Liva
- Pharrell Williams