[Hook]
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I'd risk everything
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For one kiss, everything
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Yes I'd do anything
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(Anything?)
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Anything, for you
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[Verse 1]
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Go DJ, cause that's my DJ
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No more producer so, that's my DJ
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I know the story, same song, that's a replay
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We pressing fast forward
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This ain't the last straw
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We all ready to shit, don't need an asshole
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And if you feeling froggy, leap you little tadpole
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Yea it's that cold
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But I'm so family fam-o
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Got 'em on my back like a camel
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I say I got them on my back like ammo
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Stop the sweating, damn where did all your fans go?
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Cash Money Millionaires, straight cash flow
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We don't need nobody else, Lil Weezy got the cash flow
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Yea, so flow on lil nigga
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Got the company, I can throw on my own lil niggas
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And ya'll can team up and come on lil niggas
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Ah, stop crying, what's wrong lil niggas?
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2]
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Hey, the situation ain't all that
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And bitches say your conversation ain't all that
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And we ain't got the time of day for all that
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So bitch nigga get your money and fall back
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And in the long run, they gone crawl back
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But ya'll got problems Einstein couldn't solve Jack
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Don't take it personal, somebody had to jump up
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And I happen to have a broom to come and sweep the mess up
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It's me
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Baby and that's me
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And maybe you'll diss me
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But fuck it, then it's beef
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We laughing at you clowns
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You niggas got that hating season passing it around
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But we still got caskets in the basement
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Burners on the counters and tats on our faces
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Yea this is what you want
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You said it was a publicity stunt
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Well bitch I'm a stunner
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(The son of a stunna)
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[Hook]
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Anything
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Lil' Wayne |