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Let um feel the beat first |
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I'm 'bout to come through your stereo |
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Should my rhyme start with the hook |
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Start with the hook |
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To my people who don't wanna go to work |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayCover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayDo your mom now you act so berserk |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayWhat's the track, what's the track girl? |
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She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on |
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MondayI wanna thank my hood |
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For makin' me a star before |
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I had fast cars |
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And couldn't tell the difference between whoppers and caviar |
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Before the fame way before things changed |
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All I wanted to do was freestyle and get a name |
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I used to work at the fast food restaurant |
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For minimum wage dreamin |
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I'm on stage |
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At 17 I left the house 'cause my father was a minister |
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And I didn't want the |
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Marvin route |
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What's goin on today to sell a song you need a video with soft porn |
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MC's in the industry you wanna tip? |
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Don't let them pimp you like |
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GoldyAnd tell |
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Sony they better have my money' |
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Cause I play wit the |
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Comodores and be like |
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Lionel Richie |
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Low Income, |
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I stay so hungry that if 50 |
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Cent came to rob me |
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He'd be part of my charity |
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I, I wanna thank my hood |
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To my people cuttin' here in the shops |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops |
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Yo, it's Friday |
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To my people that don't got no job |
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Everyday it's |
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FridayWhat's the track, what's the track yo? |
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She don't wanna, she don't wanna work on |
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MondayAll the ladies sing |
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I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast |
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This mornin' |
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All my hoodlums say |
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You don't have to cook me breakfast' |
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Cause your girlfriend will after you leave |
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I wanna thank my hood |
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For the love of money |
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I know kids who'll slit your throat |
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Friday the 13th |
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Jason wit a trench coat |
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But you can't scare |
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Suzie'Cause her man got so many uzi's you'd think he was |
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CadiviMeanwhile, she's getting her nails done |
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Crystal clear so they could shine like wit diamonds |
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It's such a shame what happened last week |
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Man they found her under the sheets with a letter from the |
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Son of Sam |
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It said to tell |
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New York I ain't sleepin' |
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You want to be clubbin' then you better pack your heat in |
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And to my man |
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G Swar Rest in |
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PieceI still poor liquor 1 draw on the cocoa leaf |
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Inhale, exhale smoke grasses |
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Polices in the area, but ain't no need to panic |
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You wit Wyclef you getting in |
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If not, then we gonna make |
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CNNI, I wanna thank my hood |
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To my people who don't wanna go to work |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayCover me she's 'bout to put up her skirt |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayDo your mom know you act so berserk? |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayWhat's the track, what's the track girl? |
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She don't wanna she don't wanna work on |
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MondayYo, to my people cuttin' here in the shops |
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Thank God it's |
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FridayTo the thugs sweatin' up in the chop shops |
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Yo, it's Friday |
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To my people who don't got no job |
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Everyday it's |
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FirdayWhat's the track, what's the track yo? |
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She don't wanna she don't wanna work on |
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MondayAll the ladies sing |
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I don't feel like cookin' you no breakfast |
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This mornin' |
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All my hoodlums say |
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Well you don't have to cook me breakfast' |
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Cause your girlfriend will after you leave |