Thank you, thank you very much for coming out this evening

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you′re far too kindHold your applause, this is your song, not mines

Thank you, thank you, thank you, please hold your applause

For I just applied logic keys, keys open doors

Now I'm balcony, opera, black tux, binocular

Black Luxe, stop it, I shouldn′t be so popular

Name keep poppin' up, face keep poppin' up

On the tube, I′m just watchin′ Pacquaio box 'em up

How would I know HBO would get a shot of us?

Sittin′ so close that we almost got snot on us

Please don't bow in my presence, how am I a legend?

I just got ten number one albums, maybe now 11?

More hits than a Now 11, that is no reason

To treat me like I′m somehow from outta Heaven

Heaven knows that I've made my mistakes

Thank God, what a guy, as I say my grace

Who woulda thought by makin′ birds migrate for the winter

I be fly all summer? Might I say

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Do me a favor, don′t do me no favors, I′ll handle mines

Hovi baby, we are really high, really high tonight

We tip the waiter a hundred dollars to keep the ice cold, alright

We the last ones to keep the wise guys code alive

If I can't live by my word, then I′d much rather die

No no, don't thank me, this is just how my suit is stitched

I′m cut from a different cloth, I'm just who the shoe fits

For The Color of Money like a Tom Cruise flick

′Cept I put eight balls in corners without usin' pool sticks

Beautiful music when champagne flutes click, eh

Beautiful women sippin' through rouge lips, eh

Dangers approaches, we′re like, "Wait, who′s this?"

Let us save you some trouble, son, what size suit you is?

This way after the Ruger shoots through a few clips

You can lay in your casket just as you is

We appreciate the target practices

We'll be sure to send flower baskets, kid

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you′re far too kind

Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Do me a favor, don′t do me no favors, I'll handle mines

I was gonna kill a couple rappers, but they did it to themselves

I was gon′ do it with the flow, but they did it with their sales

I was gon' 9/11 'em, but they didn′t need the help

And they did a good job, them boys is talented as hell

′Cause not only did they brick, they put a building up as well

Then ran a plane into that building and when that building fell

Ran to the crash site with no masks and inhaled

Toxins deep inside their lungs until both of them was filled

Blew a cloud out like a L into a jar, then took a smell

'Cause they heard that second hand smoke kills

Niggas thought they was ill, found out they was ILL

And it′s like you knew exactly how I wanted you to feel

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you're far too kind

Hold your applause, this is your song, not mines

Thank you, thank you, thank you, you′re far too kind

Do me a favor, don't do me no favors, I′ll handle mines

We are really high, really really high, no

Really really high, really high tonight, ha

We are really high, really high tonight

We are really high, really high tonight

Lucky Lefty, kiss the wife goodnight for me, hehe