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Take me to the stadium, I'm gonna play my heart out there,
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I'm gonna play it everywhere, ooh I may be down but I will rise,
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I'll take my feet and kiss the sky, cause I'm gonna live forever
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[CyHi The Prynce:]
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First I check my bags, and then my jet lees
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And by the time I land I better have my bread please
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And a sack of purple we smoke that Ed Reed
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And lame rappers on stage, that's my pet peeve
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Said we # 1, hard to be humble when you stuntin on the jumbo tron
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Fucking goupies with lui viton condoms on
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So I be at the Espys with becky and a cumabunn
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You don't like prynce you a mark like mcgwire
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I take it like, smoking bud got me wiser
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Jumped in the truck lit the blunt up with the lighter
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Then I told the driver
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[B.o.B.:]
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Just hoped out the plane, hands free, I don't pack a thing
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I just hit the mall leave with more bags than the baggage claim
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Yeah when I'm in your city they will never act the same
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Girls always say I'm bout my cheese like a packers game
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World wide like UPS but I ain't in the package game
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Bob put it in the spot, they don't even ask my name
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Winning but do not call me charlie sheen
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In the back taking shots you can call it archoring
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B.o.b. and cyhi we so high like astro plan
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Al you see is strange clouds, when we come around ain't that a shame
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Next night it's the same thing
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Touch down roll the purp
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Tap the window, chauffeur
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[Chorus]
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[CyHi The Prynce:]
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Cause I'm so off the chain, never lose a game
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Always had the drive like I never caught the train
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Mister hall of fame bitches call my name
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Prynce falling off you on that quincy carter cane
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Franchise player, anti hater high school jock I was man like slater
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Stadium
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CyHi Da Prynce |