Off That (feat. Drake)

Welcome to the future, uh

Blueprint, 3, aye-aye, oh, hey-hey

Hey, count me in

Blueprint, 3, aye-aye, oh, hey-hey

Find me a nice soft place to land

I got you Hov', aye, aye-aye

I'm so high

Yeah, hey, hey, hey, hey, c'mon now

Find me a place to land

Fricky-fricky uh, ah, c'mon now, c'mon now

Yeah, right there, yeah

Fricky-fricky Hov'

I'm so tomorrow, the Audemars are yesterday

Which means you on time delay

So even if I slow it down

My sound is fast forward, hol' up

I'm just a runway show, but I wear this on my plane in my runway clothes

Cashmere sweats, they come out next year but these my last year sweats

And my ho so sick

Your new chick can't fuck with my old bitch

And you know this shit

I'm professional, they novices

I just may let you borrow this

This the Blueprint, ****, follow this

This what-what tomorrow is

Welcome to tomorrow, bitch

Whatever you about to discover, we off that

You about to tell her you love her, we off that

Always wanna fight in the club and we off that

But you can't bring the future back, back

Y'all are steady chasin' the face and we off that

Oversized clothes and chains, we off that

**** still makin' it rain and we off that

'Cause you can't bring the future back, back

Tell them haters get off me

Cris, we off that, Timbs, we off that, Rims, we off that

Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?

And we still makin' money, 'cause we still on that

This ain't black verse white, my ****, we off that

Please tell Bill O'Reilly to fall back

Tell Rush Limbaugh to get off my balls, it's 2010, not 1864

Ah, yeah, we come so far, so I drive around town, hard top and it's off

Ah, in my TriBeCa loft, with my high-brow art and my high yella broad

Ah, and my dark-skinned sis, and my best white mate, say what's up to Chris

Ah, how's that for a mix? Got a black president, got green presidents

Blueprint's in my white iPod

Black diamonds in my Jesus piece, my God

Ah, we ain't trippin' off that

It's a Benetton ad, **** been up off that, uh

Whatever you about to discover, we off that

You about to tell her you love her, we off that

Always wanna fight in the club and we off that

But you can't bring the future back, back

Y'all are steady chasin' the face and we off that

Oversized clothes and chains, we off that

**** still makin' it rain and we off that

'Cause you can't bring the future back, back

Tell them haters get off me

Cris, we off that, Timbs, we off that, Rims, we off that

Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?

And we still makin' money, 'cause we still on that

I don't give a fidduck abiddout the widdate

You used to move, what you used to do

And I don't give a fidduck abiddout the bitches that you used to screw

What your future do

And we don't really care what you used to say

Unless that effects your future pay

I'm on the practice field runnin' two a day

So I don't drop the ball when it's threw my way

So I don't give a fidduck abiddout the shit that you probably did

Who you probably is

The only time I deal in past tense

Is I'm past rims and I'm past tense

If you drivin' it, I drove it

You got it, 'cause I sold it

You copped it, I bought it back

And we don't give a fidduck, ****, we off that

Whatever you about to discover, we off that

You about to tell her you love her, we off that

Always wanna fight in the club and we off that

But you can't bring the future back, back

Y'all are steady chasin' the face and we off that

Oversized clothes and chains, we off that

**** still makin' it rain and we off that

'Cause you can't bring the future back, back

Tell them haters get off me

Cris, we off that, Timbs, we off that, Rims, we off that

Yeah, we off that, is you still on that?

And we still makin' money, 'cause we still on that

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey

Hey, hey, hey, hey