(feat. Ludacris)
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[Ludacris:]
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Ciara on the track and she from the, the (A!)
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Ludacris once again and I'm from the, the (A!)
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Ciara, Ludacris and we gon rep that (A!)
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(A, A, A, yep!) Let's Go!
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[Verse 1: Ciara]
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See me in the club
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Rockin Christian Louboutin
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I should be in Iraq,
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Shawty, cause I am the bomb
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I got a million-dollar house
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On my earlobe
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Boy I know you want it,
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But what do you got on it?
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You know me!
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(See louis vuittons under my rim)
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You know me!
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(Yea we all singers but I'm not quite like them)
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You know me!
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(If he's a buster then you won't see me with him)
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Yea I know you want it,
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But what do you got on it?
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[Chorus:]
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Cause I'm high price
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Better have on a hot pair of nikes,
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Better buy me anything I like
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Cause I'm already holdin, holdin
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High price,
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Better have on a hot pair of nikes,
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Better buy me anything I like
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Cause I'm already holdin, holdin
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Already,
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A- A- A- Already (Holdin) (yep!)
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A- A- A- A- A- Already (Holdin)
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I got money,
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I, I, I got (Money) (yep!)
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Already holdin (Already holdin!)
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[Verse 2:]
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See me in the drop fresh head fresh up out the hair salon booty look softer
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than a mcdonalds hamburger bun I got the phantom gold sir on my wrist please believe I'm a ten yeah shawty I'm hte shit
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You know me!
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(see louis vuittons under my rim)
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You know me!
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(yea we all singers but I'm not quite like them)
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You know me!
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(if he's a buster then you won't see me with him)
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Yea I know you want it,
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But what do you got on it?
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[Chorus:]
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Cause I'm high price
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Better have on a hot pair of nikes,
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Better buy me anything I like
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Cause I'm already holdin, holdin
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High price,
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Better have on a hot pair of nikes,
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Better buy me anything I like
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Cause I'm already holdin, holdin
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Already,
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A- A- A- Already (Holdin) (yep!)
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A- A- A- A- A- Already (Holdin)
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I got money,
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I, I, I got (Money) (yep!)
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Already holdin (Already holdin!)
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[Ludacris:]
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Now you can have anything that you want
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And I'm a keep throwin ya, throwin ya, throwin ya stacks
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Do everything that he want
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Just keep throwin it, throwin it, throwin it back
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I'm holdin, holdin a hundred grand in my left hand
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Rocks with the right
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285 horses, drop-top porsches
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Yep I box through the night
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Floatin' like a butterfly
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Sting like a bee for my honey pie
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I'm Southern-Fly
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Soon as CiCi sees me
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She sings me a lullaby
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And other guys can't match up to my bank account
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And it's hard to see
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How I don't work hard for the money
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But my money works hard for me (me!)
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Let's go on a shopping spree to an expensive place
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Then I lick you up and I lick you down
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Cause I love your expensive taste
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So sweet, Yes bon appetite'
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I'm a freak, you can see me smilin'
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Took the money that I got from the verse
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Flew me and CiCi to the Fiji Islands
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Wildin' all on the beach
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All in the sheets, preach!
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Straight shots of saki,
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I'll speaks for my team,
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No papparazzi you freaks
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Big plans
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And you know what they say about a man with big hands
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And my woman is my number-one fan Hotdamn!
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High Price
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Ciara |