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Ohhh Oh my god, that mother fucker now, he thinks he's so hard Tell me what you think about a player if you aint mad about i mighta see you later Tell me what you drink or you can tell me later i got a bar in my crib, and a waiter And the haters mad cuz we bought it all is that your mother fuckin closet? Opening a mall! I don't know what to say, I make more than yall in my sick days Where are we going? What is this feeling? Why are we floating all the way up to the ceiling? But no one can reach us; just you,and me, and us and all of these creatures Tell em where you from? B TOWN But I'm in LA sellin Justin Beiber beats now Aint gotta worry bout rent, i'm sellin beats to 50 cent Don't bring them fifty cent piece around tryna get your money yellow, so all your new shit sound JELLO I made a CD called Technohop in 06, SongtexteI guess that's why your new single sound like my old shit And your new girl looks like my old bitch Maybe cuz that's my old bitch. Where are we going? What is this feeling? Why are we floating all the way up to the ceiling? Where no one can reach us; just you and me, and us and all of these creatures. Tell me what you got in mind. Oooooh. Caddycaddycaddycaddy cataracs. Ooh, the cataracs! (Thanks to Hellena69 for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania