[Intro] [Willy Wonka:] It’s a Wonkavator. An elevator can only go up and down, but the Wonkavator can go sideways, and slantways, and longways, and backways…
[Charlie Bucket:] And frontways?
[W:] …and squareways, and front ways, and any other ways that you can think of. It can take you to any room in the whole factory just by pressing one of these buttons. Go ahead, Charlie
[C:] Me?
[W:] Here it goes! Hold on tight. I’m not exactly sure what’s going to happen Faster, faster… faster, faster…
(sideways, and slantways, and longways, and backways…) We going (sideways, and slantways, and longways, and backways…) We going (sideways, and slantways, and longways, and backways…) We going (sideways, and slantways, and longways, and backways…) In-in my wonkavator, in-in-in my wonkavator
Damn, why you gotta be so bad? Yeah, I know just what she gon’ ask: “Vizzy, how many ways can we go?” Up, up, down, down, left, right, cheat code
Never know where I landed If it was Neptune, I didn’t plan it Man, I guess it’s ambidextrous Cause I dealt with what I got handed
I didn’t care cause I wanted it all Never sold base but I wanted to ball And I just wanted it (Faster, faster…) So I chased it (Faster, faster…)
I brought a little trap in all of these nerds Put a little black in all of these ‘burbs Green backpacks on all of these backs Cause all of my raps is kind of absurd, word? Tell me they isn’t; bars, no prison Coming off the lot with a car, no wimping Pin-up models is all I’m pinning L7 niggas, aren’t we winning?
Prove that I aren’t, and I’ll move to the part Of the city where niggas who lose go I don’t lose, though Catch a dub like Nick, get an A on the track, I’m fool’s gold Got new clothes to be dressed in New girls in my section Ask where I’m going, I never am knowing I’m going in all directions, like…
Wait-wait-wait, hold the share How the coldest spare get a hold of the only golden ticket
In the middle of a city where they hold and stick you And the hoes only pose and they going for pictures
Flash, flash, with the kodak Yeah, clap clap from the po’ gat Now, if you don’t duck then it go black Everybody ’round hear the sound, they get low fast
And the scene wilder than Gene Wilder Like Johnny Depp, they gon’ ruin it And them females, they ain’t even fly But they want it all, [adeva ruca?] bitch
And I’m moving in for the kill My ex is loving me still
I don’t fuck with it, cause there’s other fish That don’t swim with blood in they gills
And I got women that are stronger than it feels They pop birth control and they vitamins And then Plan B like they vicodins And them mileys just cause they like the shit
Huh, and see the candy man For the percocet and that ativan They at rock bottom, dropping top dollar For the gobstoppers that’ll have to last And I have to laugh
When I’m looking at a motherfucker that I know I used to go to school with And they acting like we best friends and I never been cool and I never even knew him
They mad, they picking out ties That’ll never even have to tie my own loops in And I’m ’bout to hit the top floor, looking down On y’all, that’s what my view is [Hook x2] [Outro] (sounds of TV static) [Peter Gibbons:] What would you do if you had a million dollars? [Lawrence:] I’ll tell you what I’d do, man: two chicks at the same time, man (sounds of TV static) [Michelle Tanner:] You got it, dude