Record Collection 2012 Songtext
von Mark Ronson & The Business Intl

A-listers, A-listers

If I describe it to you, you wouldn′t believe us (Uh)
Niggas that jet set to arenas (Uh)
When we land, got bad bitches to greet us
SUV's, window leaves the reefers (What?)
Two identical trucks for all my peoples (Uh)
The chair of the network fend to meet us
Monkeys looking at my ring, they wanna swing
But the ape behind me, keep in mind, got arms (What?)
And he ain′t gonna let me scuff my LeBrons
Nigga, the king can't talk to the pawns (What?)
Even when making the score, ask Hans
Only the queen can interpret my yawns
Sometimes we wake up feeling like Johns (Uh)
Make it up by buying the wristwatches (Uh)
That are fly, same price as helicopters
But you can't buy time, that′s obnoxious


I take too long to answer telephones
I take too long to type my name in record messages
But my handwriting is excellent
In fact it′s second to none, none
I drive round cities in a chariot
I get preferential treatment at the Marriott
But if the truth be told
I'm naked under all these clothes

I′ll tell you what it is on my mind (Oh, oh)
Ooh, woah-oh (Woah-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I'll do anything it takes just to get there

My brain is buzzing and the room is strange
Like that scene in Trading Places at the stock exchange
I made a million overnight in ′87
Now I'm living in my parking space, parking space
My teeth are bright and my hair is clean
I wear Pac or a Van like I was Charlie Sheen
But in the rain we all look wet
And in the snow we all look cold


I′ll tell you what it is on my mind (Oh, oh)
Ooh, woah-oh (Woah-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I'll do anything it takes just to get there

Disgusted by all the flashiness
I think I'm a don, they think I′m an actor, but I catch this
My two needs are a pillow and a mattress
Once, I could fill up the space with a famous actress
Give me a mill′, I'll do a DJ set
I′ll pull spicy with the green like a cactus
Show off, ego's high, you can′t match this
Chauvinistic pigs, money man tactics

Oh, look, the hardest thing's when you′re not getting played
Thinking it's now or never
Stood in the stadium watching the game, amazed
That was me, yeah, Mr. Wretch, tryna get off of the bench
Yeah, I got skills, I can rock with the best
One mic, and then I'll get the team on side
I said I′ll only need one strike
Yeah, did I take a track to top five
But we didn′t celebrate it, why?
'Cah I′m not on a hat trick
Whole world turned but I didn't do a backflip
I′m nowhere where I need to be
Got a lazy flow, come sleep with me, yeah
I'm wide awake
But when I′m on stage, it seems like a dream to me

I'll tell you what it is on my mind (Oh, oh)
Ooh, woah-oh (Woah-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
I only want to be in your record collection, woah-oh
Oh, oh, oh-oh-oh (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
And I'll do anything it takes just to get there