[Chorus - T-Pain] Realist shit I ever wrote chillin at my maybach Whatever I send out homie I'mma make back Hey, can you believe that Ohh, you gotta see it yeah I don't play of going raw with that on my maybach 'Cause I'm in it to win niggas can't take that Listen to my maybach music To my maybach music Some evil empire will get shot playin this music First one to cop, I'm the Maybach muse First one in the coupe, on my third six deuce White guts, black Benz I call that bitch affirmative action Oreo, the Obama Curtains drawn, they can't see me, Osama Cashmere Rolls as a splash of class S.C. initials on the Tiffany glass I guess on the initial Maybach I was way too official, they ain't call Jay back I'm just a bully, I apologize And if you woulda asked, I prolly woulda lied This better, no pressure As my mind reclines on white leathers I think back to my first Maybach Baby blue sides, I called her my Similac Six deuce every time, I never had the Heinz Fifty-seven can't catch up to mines No diss to Ricky, this his song But everybody know this the shit that I been on No fives, no four point ohs So no partition's a no-no for hos (sweet) I'm just a top drawer nigga Penthouse every time, I'm a top floor nigga As I drift off further Chauffeur shows the city, observers Oohs and aahs, they know who's inside Though I never touch the wheel, I won't lose my drive Oohs and aahs, they know who's inside On the factory shoes, I won't lose my stride This is Maybach [Chorus - T-Pain] Realist shit I ever wrote chillin at my maybach Whatever I send out homie I'mma make back Hey, can you believe that Ohh, you gotta see it yeah I don't play of going raw with that on my maybach 'Cause I'm in it to win niggas can't take that Listen to my maybach music To my maybach music The evil empire gangsta will eat your lunch and wrinkle your school clothes.
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