Letra de New exclusive rap 2011

Alright
Justin Bieber
Damn Damn where the hell you been?
Yeah, I got a new necklace, diamonds,
two big faced rollies ,No I aint lying.
Making momma so proud that she crying
Yeah you said I´m crazy guess that makes two
But I never knew that dreams really came true,
Started playing drums when I was only two
Now we´re kicking in Japan Kung ? Fu
So, I´m heading for the gold, I´m sweating
I swear otis redding will be oh so ready,
I ready got the heady of the game
I´m with Kenny,
And we steady getting many,
I mean money, uh
Riding in the all black Benz,
With the all black rims
And we looking at some tens,
Through our all black lenses,
WAIT I´M NOT DONE
WAIT, WAIT
I thank Jesus at the Awards,
I´m never going to hell
Call me Zack Morris, I´m saving you by the bell
My girl say´s I´m perfect,
She loves just an imperfect person
Perfectly, personally
I think she is perfectly perfect
Get it done abundantly
She wants to get a bun of me
I swear I got hundreds of these,
Cause baby I´m a money tree
So be my little honey bee,
Be my little bitty bunny
I got honeys all up on me,
Baby I just get it doney
Possibly you´re probably thinking,
This type of swag is impossible
And logically improbably, you just hit my lyrically
Try to feel my spiritually get out your mind,
Literally
There´s a bigger me,
Inside this little me,
Screaming out
I should make history,
I am like a mystery
Hate about jealousy,
Cause they envy me
Run up my enemies,
See if they remember me
Soon as they remember me,
I wipe away there memory,
Can you see the private?s jets running over you?
I ain´t even notice
But the focus on my photos might de focused,
No they shouldn?t be a photo shoot
It´s funny how you wanna take me a picture,
And it´s like your first time
Playing with the camera,
Claiming that it´s ¨not mine¨
Just calm down you ain´t gotta hurry,
Look, look don?t be nervous
You don?t gonna gotta worry
Yeah, and my fans are like a glasses,
Without them I´d be blurry
There you go¡