[Chorus: Pharrell]
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Where's yours at
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Where's yours at
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Where's yours at
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Come on, hah, come on, hah
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Come on, hah, come on, hah
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Come on, hah, come on, hah
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Come on, hah, come on, hah, come on
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[Verse 1: Pharrell]
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Yeah I'ma skater, yeah I'm dirty
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Lookin' for my wife, while they smart and perty
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Your material-listic, journey
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That bullshit, don't concern me
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Ah, here you go, talking big shit
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You ain't think, I could flip it like this quick
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You just talking, and I'm the big shit
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Without mentioning my hit list, for instance
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Color dunk show, got 'em all yo
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Got a different car, under each garage do'
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From the Rolls Royce, that rides like hydro
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That white 550, nigga, kicking like Tae Bo
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I don't give a fuck, what ya haters think
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Fam' I did things, my major means
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At a pretty young age, I did major things
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I made major cream, I eat major greens
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First the yellow diamonds nigga, made ya bling
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Had the baddest bitches, on the major scene
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Fuck what ya heard and what you think you seen
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I fuck that bitch who come from Cover Girl, to Maybelline
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Quater million jewelry from, Las Van Dome
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Diamonds and plat', like glass and chrome
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Black credit card, just asking on
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Didn't need it, just didn't have it home
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White girl in Africa, Black in Rome
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Philipina girl, just packing at home
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All the girls I get, I hack and moan
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Man I give 'em the dick, you know them bitches just gone
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Nigga raise ya funds, been crazier son
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But nigga ignorant, and Star Trak, take his fun
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I'm the keyboard killer, with the raz-or toungue
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Don't come back tellin me, what play-ers done
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I did it big, and I made it fun
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I made a ton, oh yeah the Rolls Royce got sacadelic flowers
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Painted on it, and I'm leaning on a nigga wit a lazor gun
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The house in Virginia, that's what I'm living in
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Building in Carribean, fillin 'em and buildin' 'em
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"Paris too?" said the strangest girl
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I said bitch, I'm tryna change the world, whoo
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2: Rohff]
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MC tu fais pas le poids, dis moi tu vas faire quoi
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C'est la K'1 Fry Mafia, ceux qui t'ont montrA¨Ï l'pas
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MC qu'on ne contrA¢¥le pas, MC qu'on ne compare pas
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Qu'on A¨Ïcoute au car-pla, que les keufs ne blairent pas
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Pour Sarko on est bon qu'A? porter la cagoule et les gants
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Star-co dans les mariages on est les plus A¨ÏlA¨Ïgants
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Charme du ghetto, sur les photos
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Joue les pachs, J'serre des tis-mA¨Ïs [?]
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Roule en Smart, J'raconte que d'la merde
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Elle s'marre, font des smacks
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On aime celles qui se respectent, car l'respect commence par soit mA¨£me
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Celles qui s'prennent pas la tA¨£te, qui couchent le soir mA¨£me
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On est bizarres, ma vie un bazar
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Armdullah, j'suis artiste comme Mozart
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Les MCs j'smoke, le rap c'est comme
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la prostitution, A¡×a s'mac, Dan's l'show buis'
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Font tous la bise, S'appellent " chA¨Ïri "
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On vient tout niquer sur l'terrain, la France-AlgA¨Ïrie
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Ton boss Rohff dans la place, protA¡§ge ta garce
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ReconnaA¢çt le flow, la classe de celle qui fracasse
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Sur un gros son "Neptunes" issu de l'espace
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Issu du bitume, donne moi mes tunes, j'suis un rapace
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Partout oA©ö on passe, C'est da¢æ?la casse, L'air ne repousse pas
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Ceux qui jactent dans les s'ringues ou crosses des lance-bas
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A bout portant, on shoot la concurrence
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T'entend pas l'ambulance, pam-pam-pam
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[Chorus]
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[Bridge: Rohff]
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M.A.C.R.O-cun
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MC dA¨Ïchire A¡×a comme moi
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Give it up, give it up
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Say give it up, give it up
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[Bridge: Girl]
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G.I.R.L
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Aucune meuf donne A¡×a comme moi
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Get it up, get it up
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Get it up, get it up
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[Chorus]
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Where's Yours At?
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Pharrell Williams |