Text: Twista. Category F5. Alright.

(feat. Kanye West)

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Uh, on a scale on one to ten would you rate yourself
Here's some champaign hydrate yourself
I know I'm looking good you looking great yourself
I mean shittin on these bitches you should hate yourself
My style so cold I could skate myself
But I go so hard I can make it melt
I mean the flow so soule every bar
Can power an electric car
My my my whips are side by side
Hes just talking, mines outside
Do you mind if I take ya on a test,
Do you have all wheel drive?
And if that baby purr I goin to baby her
Bitches are gonna hate and maybe worse
Cause your ice so burr,
I copped ya a baby furr
This da word,
I know u was unprepurred (unprepared)
This is a whole new arena
See niggas come bout talking bout they make it rain
I make dat bitch katrina
Mister kanye omari
With my entourage no ari
In a motorcyle jacket no harley
She said dude that's cool, gnarly

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Twista where you at abracadabra, did he vanish
Hurry up and come out
But I ain't want to panic
I say that I'm in the zone
But they don't understand it
Physically I'm here but mentally I'm on another planet
And it only kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider
Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter?
So I let the money show 'cause I know stacks could talk
I'm mackin' on bitches with my intergalactic thoughts
In my Mercedes Benz
Pull up on a chick and holla at her and her lady friends
Like as rich as an Arabian
I'm kickin' pure flows
Euros they pay me in
For what I put together in the dungeon
I'm lookin' for a UK chick with a nice onion
Never beat it up like Paul Bunyan
And I can't believe they let an American werewolf in London
Especially when drinking Gs with a tonic
Steady be trippin' while smokin' on the hydroponic
When I spit it like this they be callin' me bionic
Kanye with the Twist, nigga, how ironic
And I'm astonished haters don't wanna see me on
They wanna know how Twista get the easy dome
Swag off the chain, 23s be chrome
Artful Dodgers with the Yeezys on
Gone

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I'm blowin' on flame but yours is all white
And I'm a pull up in the Bentley all white
Step up in the club with nothing but all dykes
Sippin' on some Louis and partyin' all night
Phony-ass people, I don't feel they demeanor
So I hop in the rocket and go and chill over Venus
One of rap's heroes, who came from zero
Makin' something out of nothing, call me Gilbert Arenas
Now I'm fuckin' with divas that rock the stadiums
Blow my brains back 'til my face be numb
I am the shit: It don't make me numb
Rockin' with a swagger like I got an eight-feet gun
And my flow be colossal 'cause I spit the impossible
Whether with rhythm or any tibble [? ] I can do
See through a prism when I conquer an obstacle
And always get money no matter how illogical
I follow through because, uh

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