Released on July 20, 2012

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[Verse 1:]

I'mma pick it up, from where I let it go

But when I leave it, your head is so

Complex, take it out the context

All I ever wanted from you was some bomb sex

Another drunk text, another phone call

Baby please step up to the new hall

You acting like I have to give a fuck cause you fall

In love with the one and only, yes yah

Best of the best of the best

Took a big fat shit on your home girl's chest

They're impressed cause I'm good

They're depressed cause I'm good

Take money from the rich and invest in the hood

Ya my Maserati four door peace of shit chrome rims

Make it go (rooahr) 'til your ears ring

I hear the birds sing, I hear the coins drop

I hear the "please don't ever leave hip hop"


[Hook:]

Baby chill out, I ain't going nowhere

I'll be right here when you need me I'll be

Baby chill out, I ain't going nowhere

I'll be right here when you need me I'll be THEEEEREEE


[Verse 2:]

Huh maybe not, who know where I'll be

I got shows overseas where the hoes say please - José, please!

I'm sorry señor, I did not know you were recording some more

God damn, close the door

I'm losing my groove, I refused to be whack

So I need to be smooth, like a brazilian wax

A million tracks on my Macbook Pro, fuck the immature ex

Spittin fictional facts, they got a lyrical x

And I make heads roll, kick back and relax

Rolex on the wrist, champagne in the cup

And your little sister is sitting on my dick, what's up?


[Outro:]

I'm the guy at the club that everybody loves

With a bottle of patrone and that other good stuff

L-E-F-T-B-O-me-O-my, I'mma do this shit 'til the day I die

The guy at the club that everybody loves

With a bottle of patrone and that other good stuff

L-E-F-T-B-O-me-O-my, I'mma do this shit 'til the day I die