[Intro]
Yeah! I guess I feel like Lance Armstrong
We gotta win the race, hell yeah!

We call it the Tour of the Streets
But it's like I'm cheatin'
'Cause my %#@! is on steroids

And they %#@! ain't
You ^!$$%s keep peddlin', though
Mr. Thanksgiving!


[Hook]
I took those BBS's ? and slapped 'em right on my chest

After I smash her ? I don't care who come next
I took off in a Bentley ? and came back in a Spider
My track on steroids ? we servin' Mark McGwire

Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?

Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?

Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?


[Verse 1]
I think I'm Big Meech ? all my ^!$$%s sell drugs
I'm a rich ^!$$% ? she wanna give me a hug

But she a freak hoe ? and I won't show her no love
I shoot her mad dick ? like I'm from NYC
A thousand for some glasses ? I see my %#@! in 3D

I'm poppin' bottles, ^!$$% ? like it's the 4th of July
I think I'm Bill Gates ? I'm takin' over the Net
We shootin' choppers, ^!$$% ? we ain't $#&@ with them teks

I think I'm Young G ? 'cause I motivate thugs
Yeah?
I think I'm Lil' Boosie ? I'm 'bout to start sellin' hits

And Future cons the lotto ? I'm on that mafia %#@!

[Hook]


[Verse 2]
I know my dope raw ? I seen it come out her $$#

Girl wipe that %#@! off ? and throw it right in the bag
I'm livin' fabulous ? the %#@! I do, in your dreams
Future you're arrogant ? now I think I'm the king

None of my (*##$es can't $#&@ ? name a (*##$ that ain't tight
Name a bich that ain't a !@#% ? just name one, name one
I think I'm Antawn Jamison ? I'm ballin', ballin', ballin'

I think I'm Nat Turner ? when I ride around with that burner
I got three young gunners ?
and they gon' squeeze on anything I point at

I think I'm a fair gunner ? I think I'm leanin', I think I'm leanin'
I think I'm 'bout to turn up ? I think I'm 'bout to burn up
A sack full of hundreds ? all this ice on me


[Hook]