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RUN 4 MAYOR* |
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(Young Money) |
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[Jae Millz:] |
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It is so good |
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That I might run for mayor |
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So good I might buy a present for a hater |
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I just wanna slavor |
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You just wanna savor |
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Well good come and get it |
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Let me get back to my paper |
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Straight from Harlem |
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With the cellars? and the shavers |
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To a high rise balcony way in the air |
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Standing on my own |
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So I don't need no favors |
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And the clock on my wrist |
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??????? flavors |
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Cyclops watch the bitch beam lasers |
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And all my diamonds dancin' |
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Jr. Simmy Davis |
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Oh that's your girl, |
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I make her scream see ya later |
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Take her home and maker her seem |
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Like a nigga ??? her |
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They all underestimated |
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But i made it, so I'm wavin' |
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From that young money flow |
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While we paradin' |
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Yeah we the chimps |
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And everyday's a celebration |
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Ain't nobody do it like this in ages |
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Not only are we young money |
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Bitch we are the greatest |
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Catch me in some Jordans for you, |
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Catch me in some gators |
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And no I'm not icey bitch |
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I'm definitely a glacier |
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Certitified NY wife taker |
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Old school game like |
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Walt Clyde Frazier |
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Pockets all money like a open pager |
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I grew up in the apartment |
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But I'm a dime ??? |
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[Tyga;] |
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Mass murder every tiger hater |
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And I ain't from Atlanta |
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But the beat ??? |
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???? |
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Bitches say they love my flavor |
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Cause I'm a yellow nigga ha |
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So I rep the Lakers |
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????? |
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Hoes in to many places |
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Playa playa shit |
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Cities next to where they names is |
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Famous famous shit |
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Want the cookie with the raisins |
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I play stages, no games, no segas |
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Rap ragin', move out my ****en' way bitch |
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Are u Asian yup smartest in my age group im faded |
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And I ain't even off Nathan |
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So ??? and half of these bitches basic |
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And I'm loaded we fallin' off |
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Humpty dumpty |
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??? yard I'm a ****en' dog |
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Piss that shit |
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Write my name on a star |
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Skinny nigga though |
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Hoes sufferin' on my straw |
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[Gudda Gudda:] |
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Real fly nigga |
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Bitches see me and they holla! |
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My shades block the sun rays |
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Dolce and Gabbana |
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Louis brief case Louis rag I'm stallin' |
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Credit cards in my louis wallet |
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When I'm goin' shoppin' |
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This is young money |
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So the money ain't a problem |
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Got my daughter wit me |
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If she want it, then |
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I'm gonna cop it |
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All my kids throw a riot |
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And they get everything, they want it |
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They just call daddy and |
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I have to them by the morning |
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I'm a young paid nigga |
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Got it made nigga |
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Not bad, I quit school in the 9th grade nigga |
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Left my momma house |
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I was still an under aged nigga |
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I was like, **** it shit, |
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I gotta get paid nigga |
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Now its 2010 and we the hotest in the game |
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It's young money, |
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Mention money when you say my name |
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They call me Gudda Gudda |
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Double G its all the same |
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Heroine flow, cocaine put it in your vein! |