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| The '''foreskin''' of [[Merlin]] was contained in the [[Hecht Museum of Unexplained and Occult Material]]. ([[COMIC]]: ''[[Project Longinus (comic story)|Project: Longinus]]'') | | The '''foreskin''' of [[Merlin]] was contained in the [[Hecht Museum of Unexplained and Occult Material]]. ([[COMIC]]: ''[[Project Longinus (comic story)|Project: Longinus]]'') |
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| First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
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| Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
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| And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
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| I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right, right?)
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| You should want a bad bitch like this (ha?)
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| Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
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| Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
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| High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
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| Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
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| Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what?)
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| Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
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| Champagne spillin', you should taste that
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| I'm so fancy
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| You already know
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| I'm in the fast lane
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| From L.A. to Tokyo
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| I'm so fancy
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| Can't you taste this gold?
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| Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
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| I said, baby, I do this, I thought that you knew this
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| Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
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| And my flow retarded, each beat dear, departed
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| Swagger on stupid, I can't shop at no department
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| And get my money on time, if they not money, decline
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| And swear I meant that there so much that I give that line a rewind
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| Said I get my money on time, if they not money, decline
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| I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
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| Now tell me, who that, who that?
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| That do that, do that?
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| Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
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| I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
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| I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
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| I'm so fancy
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| You already know
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| I'm in the fast lane
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| From L.A. to Tokyo
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| I'm so fancy
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| Can't you taste this gold?
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| Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
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| Trash the hotel
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| Let's get drunk on the minibar
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| Make the phone call
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| Feels so good getting what I want
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| Yeah, keep on turning it up
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| Chandelier swinging, we don't give a fuck
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| Film star, yeah, I'm deluxe
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| Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow
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| Still stunting, how you love that?
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| Got the whole world asking how I does that
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| Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
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| Look at it, I bet you wishing you could clutch that
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| That's just the way you like it, huh?
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| It's so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh?
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| Never turn down nothin'
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| Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
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| I'm so fancy
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| You already know
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| I'm in the fast lane
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| From L.A. to Tokyo
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| I'm so fancy
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| Can't you taste this gold?
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| Remember my name, 'bout to blow-oh-oh-oh
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| Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
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| That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
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| Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
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| (Blow-oh-oh-oh)
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| Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
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| That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
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| Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
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| (Blow-oh-oh-oh)
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| [[Category:Anatomy and physiology from the real world]] | | [[Category:Anatomy and physiology from the real world]] |
