woke up feeling golden, popped the top off my mickeys threw my left leg threw my creased up Dickeys tip toe to the toilet whip out the anaconda oops. my bad. I meant my anaconger Robert Jenkins hitting switches in a kiwi Lincoln my ocelot loves almond milk so that's juust what he's drinking my baby panda sleeps in silk Gucci pajamas I eat my breakfast in my 2 story cabana. my avacado mink glides with ease across⁰ my marble floors you need my fingerprint to open my closet cm doors I got pet hyena who laughed at all my jokes my salmon mazaratti sits on Daytons with a 100 golden spokes. that's how I be living, watching all my children, Robin leech narrates my life and speaks about my private beach so unique is how i tip toe in my bare feet using drugs with strippers on my bare skin rug with whiskers (Chorus) wassup to my homies wassup to those phonies I done fucked around and wrote a play and wcon me a Tony see me on the stage or better yet the silver screen hit casinos with Pacino pulling hoes with Charlie Sheen I squeeze fresh lemons over blackened Mahi Mahi on a bed of dirty rice. with a watermelon slice I hooked a marlin on the cost of Tamarindo exotic birds lovingly chirp right out my window 2can Sam does exactly what he's told. in a rainbow colored tux he pours fruit loops in my golden bowl. wipe the corners of my mouth with a million dollar bill. stop by my jacuzzi so I can pick me out a grill naked women brush my teeth for me like a dream one emerges from the water and says the royal penis is clean. wink to my assistant and said it's time to go. in my barefeet I begin to tip toe... (chorus)