I’m the fuckin man, you don’t get it do ya?
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Type of money everybody acting like they knew ya
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Go Uptown, New York City Biiitch
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Some Spanish girls love me like I’m Aventura
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Tell Uncle Luke I’m out in Miami too
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Clubbing hard, Fuckin’ women ain’t much to do
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Wrist blancpain, got a condo up in Biscayne
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Still getting brain from a thang, ain’t shit changed
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How you feel? how you feel? how you feel?
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Twenty five sittin’ on 25 mil uhh
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I’m in the building and I’m feeling myself
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Rest in peace Mac Dre, I’mma do it for the Bay, okay
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Getting paid well holla wen ever that stop
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My team good, we don’t really need a mascot
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Tell Tune “light one, pass it like a relay”
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YMCMB you niggas more YMCA
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Me, Freddie, Marley Marl at the cribbo
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Shout goes out to Niko, J and Chubbs, shout to Gibbo
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We got Santa Margarita by the liter
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She know even if im fuckin with her, I don’t really need her
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Aohhh, That’s how you feel man?
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That’s really how you feel?
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Cause the pimpin’ ice cold, all these bitches wanna chill
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I mean maybe she won’t
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Then again maybe she will
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I can almost guarantee she know the deal,
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Real nigga wassap
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[Drake - Chorus]
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Now she want a photo
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You already know though
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You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO
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We bout it every day, every day, every day
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Like we sittin’ on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
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Every day, every day, f-ck what anybody say
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Can’t seem em cause the money in the way
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Real nigga wassup?
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One, time fuck one time
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I’m calling niggas out like the umpire
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Seven, grams in the blunt
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Almost drowned in her p-ssy so I swam to her butt
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It’s Eastside, we in this bitch
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Wish a nigga would like a tree in this bitch
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And if a leaf fall put some weed in that bitch
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That’s my MO add a B to that shit
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I’m fucked up, torn down
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I’m twisted: door knob
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Talk stupid, off with your head!
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Nigga money talks and Mr Ed!
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I’m so Young Money got a drum on the gun
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Energizer bunny
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Funny how honey ain’t sweet like sugar
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Ain’t shit sweet niggas on the street like hookers
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I tongue kiss her other tongue
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Skeet skeet skeet: water gun
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Oh my God, Becky, look at her butt! Tunechi
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Now she want a photo
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You already know though
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You only live once: that’s the motto nigga YOLO
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We bout it every day, every day, every day
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We sittin on the bench, nigga we don’t really play
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Every day, every day, fuck what anybody say
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Can’t seem em cause the money in the way
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real nigga wassup wassap wassap
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The Motto (Feat. Lil Wayne)
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