Future - Mark McGwire lyrics

Yeah, I guess I feel like Lance Armstrong
You know, I win the race, hell yeah
We call it the Tour of the Streets
(Dramatic, nigga) but it’s like I'm cheatin'
Cause my shit is on steroids
And they shit ain't
You niggas keep peddlin', though
Mr thanksgiving

I took those VVS's and slapped
‘em right on my chest (yeah)
After I smash her
(What happen?) , I don’t care who come next
I took off in a Bentley
And came back in a Spider
My trap on steroids
(Turn up) , we servin' Mark McGwire
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(yeah)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(Turn up)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(Turn up)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?

I think I'm Big Meech
All my niggas sell drugs
Cause, I'm a rich nigga
She wanna give me a hug but she a freak ho
And I won’t show her no love
My shit's on Mobb Deep, like I'm from NYC
A thousand for some glasses
I see my city in 3D
I'm poppin' bottles, nigga
Like it’s the 4th of July
I think I’m Bill Gates
I'm takin' over the Net
We shootin' choppers, nigga
We ain't fuck with them tecs
I think I'm Young Jeezy
'cause I motivate thugs, yeah
I think I'm Lil’ Boosie
I’m ‘bout to start sendin' hit's
And Future Castellano, I’m on that mafia shit

I took those VVS's and slapped
‘em right on my chest (yeah)
After I smash her
(What happen?) , I don’t care who come next
I took off in a Bentley
And came back in a Spider
My trap on steroids
(Turn up) , we servin' Mark McGwire
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(yeah)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(Turn up)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?
(Turn up)
Who you think you is? Who you think you is?

I know my dope raw - I
Seen it come out her ass
I wipe that shit off – and
Throw it right in the bag
I'm livin' fabulous – the shit
I do in your dreams
"Future you're arrogant" – now I
Think I’m the king
Name a bitch I can't fuck –
Name a bitch that ain’t tight
Name a bitch that ain't a
Slut – just name one, name one
I think I'm Antawn Jamison
– I'm ballin', ballin', ballin'
I think I'm Ted 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 Ferragamo – 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

I took those VVS'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 trap 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?