Released on November 11, 2014

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[Verse 1]

I'm not tryna kill turtles or dye my hair strange colors

I'm just tryna do rap songs and be down with my brothers

Hey, maybe a few others, too, we can get a pay-per-view

We can watch boxing all the time or join the down crew

Or the crew that changes ice to the warm courts

Make athletes take off skates, put on mesh shorts

That sounds like a dandy, watching a flick, organized crime

I like the Wesley Snipes and Ving Rhames for the prison top belt

Make a soda lime, pass it to a friend of mine

Maurine made cacciatore seasoned with a sprig of thyme


[Hook]

Hot dog for lunch, hot dog for dinner

Don't eat breakfast, I am no beginner, no

Hot dog for lunch, hot dog for dinner

Don't eat breakfast, I am no beginner, no


[Verse 2]

Just don't be gross like finding long hairs in the bread

The only people that were there were Tommy and Craig

I'm a DJ now, set list in my head

After sooner or later, I'm going to Club Med

Then walk around downtown, hit up a sky gym

Maybe get a new suit, double bag of fruit-fruit

Gotta listen, listen like magician

When it clicks in, trick 'em, get paid, get paid

Tell me, what's your dream job? Tell me, what's your dream job?

House husband hobbyist, tell me, what's your dream job?


[Hook]

Hot dog for lunch, hot dog for dinner

Don't eat breakfast, I am no beginner, no

Hot dog for lunch, hot dog for dinner

Hot dog for breakfast, I am no beginner, no