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I'm the man but I don't need an anchor

You wanna get fly meet me at the hanger

You wanna pop, pop champagne

Boy met the world but I got Topanga

I beat it up like danga, danga, danga

So slick on the track, Paul Anka

What you sour for, you got a canker?

Don't hate I don't need that anger

Put in the air like partridges

Get blown like Nintendo cartridges

And we smoke the whole thing, no portioning

'Cause we came up from orphans to fortunate

Now we're back in your face like cortisone

Buck's blunt the size of a cordless phone

The beat keep's knocking but no one's home

We blow up the stage then tour the showMmm, I bet you like that, huh

Feet up on your chair, you like that, uh

Weed in the air, you like that, uh

Don't stare; we don't like that, nah

Hmm, I bet you like that, huh

Feet up on your chair, you like that, uh

Weed in the air, you like that, uh

Don't stare; we don't like that, nahNo, ha ha, it's just crazy

It's like, it's like rum and coke for my ears

Bellemont style, just smooth

Hi Facebook, ha ha

Take that

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