I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows
Used all my money to buy a big house
Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them
Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,
Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner
The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her
The old boys' club in an all-boys school
But she forgot about the golden rule
I shot my dad in the face
Lookin' for these better days
It's been a couple months, and tina still ain't perm her fucking weave, damn
One tryin to take note, the next man, feelin my heat like a house in beckham.
I'd love to see you at an all you can eat buffet
Lifestyles of the kid who never had shit
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