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Verse 1
I’m a real broker, not a broker joker,
Moving jet fuel like a high-stakes poker,
These clowns don’t know, they're just wasting time,
While I’m dealin' in millions, keepin' airlines in line.

Chorus
I’m wheelin’ and dealin’ on the tarmac strip,
They’re fakin’ it ‘til they make a quick flip,
I’ve got big planes flying high in the sky,
And all those jokers? Just wonderin’ why.

Verse 2
They’re chasin’ paper, thinkin' small time dreams,
While I’m out here playin’ on the big ol' teams,
From city to city, in first-class style,
I see ‘em sweatin' in coach, with envy for miles.

Chorus
I’m wheelin’ and dealin’ on the tarmac strip,
They’re fakin’ it ‘til they make a quick flip,
I’ve got big planes flying high in the sky,
And all those jokers? Just wonderin’ why.

Bridge
Well, I call up the pilots, say, “Fill ‘er up good,
Keep those engines roarin' like I knew they would,”
While they’re braggin’ on deals they ain’t closed yet,
I’m pumpin’ jet fuel, cashing real checks.

Verse 3
So next time you see me with my shades on tight,
Just remember who’s flyin' and who missed the flight,
I’m a real broker, not some joker in line,
I’m keepin' those big birds fueled and flyin' high.

Chorus
I’m wheelin’ and dealin’ on the tarmac strip,
They’re fakin’ it ‘til they make a quick flip,
I’ve got big planes flying high in the sky,
And all those jokers? Just wonderin’ why.

Outro
So raise a toast to the big deals I make,
To the jokers in line, well, that’s your mistake,
I’m the real broker, keepin’ planes on time,
While you playin’ around, I’m makin' bank off every dime.