Lyrics:

(Verse)
Check it! She got an ass like her momma's, call that Julia Roberts
This pretty lady is crazy cuz she addicted to drama
I'm tryna keep it romantic, I'm like Matthew McConaugh
Don't need to be a detective to figure out that she want it
She ride around in a Cadi, probly bought by her father
She loves to listen to oldies and wear her hair like Madonna
She tell her dad I'm the doctor, I think that she clueless
I only play one on T.V. like I'm a young George Clooney
Dawg, I was destined for movies, gettin' betta when olda
Ya need to get (get) that (that) dirt off yo shoulda
If ya are slackin' a bunch, pack it up
Got a Wahlberg flow, packin' a punch
Billy Madison I'm neva packing a lunch
But I'm eating y'all raps cuz ya snackin' it much
I'm just a fighter, an all-american psycho rapper
I'm Minnie Driver, these girls crazy, there ain't no after
I'm on that Casablanca, watch out homie this is classic!
My life reality television, ain't no one actin'

(Hook)
The city can be mine but ya just need
To stop and learn yo lines
Hey girl, well let's make a movie
Ya can be my leadin' lady beauty
Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
Things ain't always black and white
We can make this world into our movie...

(Verse 2)
These people askin' me questions, they like how did ya do it?
Now the way we blowin' up, it's like a Michael Bay movie
I got a beautiful mind, so got these beautiful women
They say ya win some and lose some but all I'm doin' is winnin'
My life like Benjamin Button, let's go back to the future
And start it back in two thousand with just a mike and a computer
I was just writin' these raps, tryna bring the whole city with me
I went from bein' Home Alone and now I'm Richie, Richie
I put my old life behind me, jumped in front of the camera
I got these honeys goin' crazy, call that Jessica Alba
These other rappers are like how come they can't get to where I did
Wring wring, here come Johnny hommie I'm shinin'
I got bad bitches on my dick, clips hommie I'm grindin'
It's so dope, they go home to TiVo and rewind it
Strugglin' rappers are actin' like they some waiters now
They busy watchin' me make it hommie, ya wait around

(Hook)
The city can be mine but ya just need
To stop and learn yo lines
Hey girl, well let's make a movie
Ya can be my leadin' lady beauty
Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
Things ain't always black and white
We can make this world into our movie...

(Bridge)
Is it yo eyes? Is it yo hair?
Is it yo look? Is it yo stare?
I swear the camera luv, luv, luv, luv
I swear the camera luv ya
Is it yo eyes? Is it yo hair?
Is it yo look? Is it yo stare?
I'm tryna cut, cut
Oh this is the cut
The director's cut

(Hook)
Hey girl, well let's make a movie
Ya can be my leading lady beauty
Grab yo camera, don't be shy!
Things ain't always black and white
We can make this world into our movie
Now let the horns play