Verse 1: With so much drama in the Middle East
It’s kind of hard bein’ Jinn or in lay, “genies”
But I, somehow some way
Keep grantin’ ev’ry petty-ass wish these greedy people say
May I stretch my little muscles for a cramp? (Yeah…)
Cuz ain’t that much space in the lamp, dude (sure…)
Through with this setting, cuz my face is getting’ itchy
But I can’t reach my nose!
Got three wishes that I’m givin’ you, use’em with care
Or you ain’t leavin’ this pit of despair (The Cave of Wonders!)
So what you wanna do, kid?
I got this endless cosmic power and some great impressions too
So rub on the lamp, try not to choke
Cuz guess what? The jinn love to smoke, yeah
So use some thought, don’t be too quick
Jinns up, no doubt, all you mortals ‘bout to grant your wish

Chorus: Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind
Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind

Verse 2: Now that you got you a mystic Jinn
Everybody’s got that dream that they just can’t win
Now this type of wish, I get all the time
You wanna get yours, but then I’ll never get mine
Endless food and wine when you’re workin’ with fly genie
I got the transcendental magic that be fascinating plebs
You wishin’ for the world on they knees
As I make you a king, but you start as Prince Ali
You get to talkin’ to this chick named Jasmine (Jasmine?)
Her father is a royal has-been (Jafar’s trick)
Twelves other Gs, wanna get in those jeans
But she really is feisty, like a tiger with teeth
Don’t sneeze, when we blow into your town
Bring the breeze, just watch, we’re just…

Chorus: Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind
Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind

Verse 3: Every day I pray
My master at the time sets me free and send me on my way
I won’t be a slave to a moronic logic
That’s from a dope, but I’m losing hope
I had to wait ten thousand years, man that’s a long wait
Fairy tales and Disney, ain’t those things the same?
But they still sell ya, I’m not jealous
They cast a genie from West Philadelphia
I play a long as I’m singing my song
A rapper as a jinn? Don’t see how that could go wrong
Don’t get upset though, that’s how remakes go
I don’t have to, though I’m in the door, and I’ll be…

Chorus: Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind
Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (Magic…)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind

Chorus: Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (We hot!)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind
Floatin’ on a rug, rollin’ in dough
Puttin’ this Jinn to use (We hot!)
With my mind on your wishes, and your wishes on my mind