So give us cash 'cause we're the merchant And the maker and marine corps And we're the outcast who's got no team to root for And we're the dreamers who
THAT'S CRAZY) Lights, camera, action, I'm a star (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Like yesterday, I broke a nigga's car (OH THAT'S CRAZY) Now sittin', endless cash (
Then he looked at me slowely and Hen had to grin He said Man you out early we thought you got ten Opened his safe kicked me down with cold cash Knew
I Talking] Ay my nigga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come fuck with me on that bullshit you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes
my n-gga I'm the type of stars and stripes you know what I'm saying, you come f-ck with me on that bullsh-t you'll be seeing Stars and Stripes n-gga,
Then add on the remainder I push more weight then a personal trainer I get my gucci duffle bag and my hat off the shelf Im a stylelist of a star cause
the everyday purse snatcher If you see him coming, you better start running Like a terrorist, I guarantee you he'll be humming Dynamite, dynamite, Clef I got the cash
been so innocent, cause I've told my share of lies, but it seems like whenever I get closer, love pushes me away, just when I thought my chances were over, I stared
that dude, just [Chorus] Watch me push the stunt button (BOOM) watch me watch me stunt Watch me push the stunt button (BOOM) and watch me watch me stunt Watch me push
hoes, sixteen cars Sixteen stars, rappin over sixteen bars You ain't never seen big rocks before Sabotage the show make 'em change the flow Cash don't
spin miners The stars is the line and my jewelry is co-signed shit, we against the game holla grand pushing I'm back with The Bangz Ain't nothing changed Cash
lips, bitch why ask? Kiss my dick, hit my cash I'd rather have you whip my ass Don't put out? I'll put you out Won't get out? I'll push you out Puss
tight keep the rhymes right Yo I just made this motherfucker up last night And uhh... I'm the rookie on this all-star team Me and Kim is gettin' cream
Spiro Agnew to eat hog maws Confiscated from a Harlem sanctuary The revolution will not be televised The revolution will not be brought to you by the Schaefer Award Theater and will not star
it's counterfeit money My niggas get large cash Push the rock good as Bobby Hurley 'fore the car crash I get star cash Tour cash, more cash Don't wanna
hit the fan in a major way I sat there for an inspiring artist Almost 20 years after the fact I'm still on my hustle Diggin' graves for an inspiring artist Pushing
, that's crazy) Lights, camera, action, I'm a star (Oh, that's crazy) Like yesterday, I broke a nigga's car (Oh, that's crazy) Now sittin', endless cash
