[Chorus: Pharrell Williams]
Seein' things isn't a good enough excuse
When you are just sitting right there (Right there)
I know you ain't just gon' stare (Gon' stare)
Bein' things you never imagined
The possibilities up in the air (In the air)
I know you ain't just gon' stare (Gon' stare)

[Post-Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Saint Laurent my denim
Reckless how I'm livin'
Brand new diamond chain (Chain)
Gang, gang, gang, gang (Yeah)
Day-Day, 4-0
I might take your ho
When I walk through the door (Door)
There he go, there he go (Go)

[Verse 1: Ty Dolla $ign]
911, I passed 'em (Skrrt)
My bitch just got the custom
Foreign, foreign, foreign, foreign (Foreign)
We on Crenshaw soarin' (Skrrt)
New McLaren or DeLorean
We rewind and go forward (Yeah)
She be on all fours (Fours)
You know I be all for it (Yeah)
Just got through signin' a deal, uh
Just got through poppin' the seal (The seal), ayy
She on the hunt for a thrill, uh (A thrill)
She know that that's somethin' I can give (Ooh, oh)
Dolla don't want no more kids, uh
Dolla just want some more Ms, yeah
Dolla don't want no more friends (Yeah, yeah)
Dolla just want some more ends, yeah
Skrrt, skrrt in a Benz, uh (Skrrt)
Skeet, skeet on her friends, uh
I got nines, I got tens, uh (Tens)
I just hit some new twins
Just passed on a lick (Lick)
Still got Act' in the fridge
Ran it up on the wrist
See you lookin' and shit (Woo)
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