[Taboo] (Booyah!) We live and direct From that inner space outer space Invading your space [will.i.am & CL] Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope, oh I feel like I’m made of solid gold Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope I’m doper than a dope boy Make a lotta dough, call me doughboy Rocking Yves Saint Laurent coat boy Control the whole game remote, boy (booyah!) Motherfucker, I’m a superstar Shine so bright like quasar Stay on point like a laser Willy got so much flavor (booyah!) Wanna know about me, go to Wiki-Wiki I’mma time bomb bouta ticky ticky Sent me on top onna tippy tippy Only fly chickens, I’m picky picky (booyah!) So ill I’m sicky sicky Yeah, got the liquor, you can sippy sippy Me love you long time, no quicky quicky Lotta girl on my dang dang diggy diggy [will.i.am & CL] Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope, oh I feel like I’m made of solid gold Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope [apl.de.ap] I knock em out the box, boy I ain’t something you could stop, boy (booyah!) I’m on fire, yeah, I’m hot, boy And I’m that flavor that you’re not, boy (booyah!) I got 'em sweating like a fat man I’m all up in your head like a cat scan Delete ‘em and throw ‘em in the trash can Attack ‘em with the boom-bap original rap man (booyah!) [Taboo] I’m the cream of the crop, boy Supreme cause I’m sitting on top, boy I make it crack cause I rock, boy Constant means that tab don’t stop, boy (booyah!) I kill the game and the coaches Spray lead, now they running like roaches Dead prez, now here come the vultures Make bread 'cause I’m coming with that dopeness [will.i.am & CL] Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope oh I feel like I’m made of solid gold Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope [will.i.am] (Drop the beat) Body blow, body blow, hit the floor Fight over ring the bell baby di-di-di-ding T.K.O., comatose adios Slow motion on you, muddafuckah (booyah!) Super man, super gun make 'em run Shoot em down with the wicky wicky ba-ba-ba-bang Automatic now ya body looking polkadotted Blood splattered when I hit ya with the (booyah!) Whiplash, get the cash, get the ching ching Get the gold, get the jewels, get the bli-bli-bli-bling Get the money, get the cash, get the dough Ten hundred twenties, baby, get that (booyah!) Dollar sign, dollar sign on the brain, on the mental Got money on my mah-mah-mah-mind Make 'em stop, hammer time Hustle time, keep on hustling [will.i.am & CL] Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope, oh I feel like I’m made of solid gold Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope [CL] I’m doper than the dope game Making more money than the dope, man You see me double fisted holding champagne Got turnt up till I had no brain Motherfucker, I'ma rockstar In a G6 eatin’ up the caviar Started from the bottom, now I’m outta here Started from the bottom, now I’m outta here (booyah!) I be on my hustle getting busy-busy Tokyo to Brussels got me dizzy dizzy Travel round the world like: Where is she, is she? All my girlfriends looking pretty, petty I keep it 100, never 50/50 I keep it hip-hop, never hippy hippy I don’t luh da coco, no sniffy sniffy I got soul cause Seoul is my city city [will.i.am & CL] Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope, oh I feel like I’m made of solid gold Aye, yo baby, I’m super duper super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope I’m super, baby, I’m super dope