Released on August 1, 2017

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[prod. by mr. master]


[intro: mr. master]

I'm gonna stop making songs like this

When songs like this stop being fun to make

Nat. ridge. culture. matamoney. funkhouser. sqrd!

Master!


[verse 1: mr. master]

Save that D'usse for a special occasion

Ladies get in formation. I'm beyond what you're sayin’

Ambiance what y'all playin’. Oscar nod when they play this

Hear that ultra come knockin’, switch every song off your playlist! Okay my name’s the same but I spell it different

Every letter is a W

Winnin’ for the home team when I get it

Never that all for one, we gon' split it

Studebaker whippin’. Countin’ up digits

Only the finest ingredients are in the kitchen

Tony Soprano. Tony Montana. Tony Bennett

I might hit up my high school crush like

You don't know what you were missin', you changed!


[Chorus: mr. master]

Like what's dat dere?

(Y'know what? You're right!)

And who dat dere?

Why zat dere?

Gimmie dat dere

Look at dat dere

Who dat dere?

Best get outchea!


[verse 2: mr. master]

Tell by the look on my face that I'm made for this

Wraith gettin’ pulled off the lot 'fore I pay for it

Fate only ever determined by faith

That the fakes’ll get put in their place after play gets hit

Make sure that someone from China or Spain

Could still feel the same feeling I felt when I made the shit

Fine if that style isn’t one of your favorites

Just mention my name when you take it, you plagiarist (jesus!)

Extra, extra. Read about how we’re livin’

Multi-million-dollar view that you can see from the kitchen

It’s always shoot first, questions after

This girl is Tulsa backwards

She wanna hold me closer, hold me closer, tiny dancer

Jane ain't stoppin' this crazy thing

Bang bang chitty. The Grand Prix vamped again

Slam palm down on piano. Rachmaninoff

Cal State owned from CSUN to Stanislaus

Passionate. Acidic rappin' like Chancellor. I been it

Hit up a tailor and get fitted

And the new heavyweight champion of the world

Just left with the belt and your girl (ayaya)


[Chorus: mr. master]

Like what's dat dere?

(Y'know what? You're right!)

And who dat dere?

Why zat dere?

Gimmie dat dere

Look at dat dere

Who dat dere?

Best get outchea!


[outro: mr. master]

Hey daddy what dat dere?

And what dat over dere?

And oh daddy oh hey daddy can I go over dere?

Hey where dey going dere?

And what dey doing dere?

And daddy can I have that big elephant over dere?

Hey who dat in my chair?

And what’s she doing dere?

And oh daddy oh hey daddy can I go over dere?

Hey daddy what’s a square?

And where do we get air?

And daddy can I have that big elephant over dere?

Ay, master