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You said I don't look like a what?
Like a real doctor?
A real doctor wouldn't dress like me?
Wouldn't look like me?
Lab coat Dolce, Clip board Prada, Vera Wang
Short shorts Nametag: Doctor C Dub, bitches
What the fuck you expect
I'm a doctor Stethoscope hanging round my neck
Same chick, new shit New show, full clip Fresh
dipped, new kicks Only Jimmy Choos bitch!
Been a little while
But I'm back again Summer Roberts Back up on the track again
Peaced up out the OC Ben & Brody, deuces
Did a couple movies
Drank a couple juices still they coming at me
like where you been you should be asking mischa barton critics talking
Shit about my acting nice chick schtick aint happening
Who be bloggin on the internet Jealous trick, suck a tit
Get a pap smear with an oven mitt Bitch!
Too hot Give your man a tent in his trousers
Styling so all the critics want to doubt her And
I'm unbelievable
Check your web browser
Haters get Two words Doogie Howser
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I'm an innovator
A resuscitator
You only part dead Pass the defibrillator (Clear)
I'm a monster (Clear)
I go HAM Jay & Ye can keep the throne
Cause I don't give a damn
Every other month on the cover of Magazine, periodical
Front and center with a pouty mouth
Still the pounce
Me coming out my house Paparazzi flashing out Pop pop when my gat come out
Lil bitty actressesTrying to get they asses kissed
Make me want to slap a bitch
Put em on a blacklist
Five foot nothin'
Flow like Cam'ron
If Natalie get mad at me Remind her who da Black Swan.
Fuck the Emmys Fuck the fame
Just addicted to the money, and the game
So when you see us doing 80 in the prius full tint, louie print what's my motherfucking name?
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