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Lupe |
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Ha ha |
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Young |
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Young Jeezy: |
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Ah, ah, oh my God |
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All this for me, I must be on my job |
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First album was a classic, never got an award |
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Took my first ten grand and bought a Honda Accord |
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And then I pack them thangs inside the Honda Accord |
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And put them on a highway and watch the Honda Accord |
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Excuse me in here, hope you pressin' record |
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And on behalf of the streets, I just can't be ignored (YEAH!) |
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It's phasing all black (Black) |
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Just like a new glock |
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All the broads screamin' like they just seen 2Pac |
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Say his earrings 'bout as big as his ego |
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Keep a fresh baldhead like he just left Kemo (AY!) |
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Yes, it ain't mine, this is Lupe's single |
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And everytime I watch the walls, it's like I just left Bemo (HA HA!) |
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Call me malo, come be my Snoopy |
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Superstar, baby, why when you do me (YO!) |
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Mathew Santos: |
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If you are what you say you are |
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A superstar |
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Then have no fear |
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The camera's here |
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And the microphones |
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And they wanna' know |
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Oh, oh, oh |
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Yeah |
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Lupe Fiasco: |
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You on your fiftheenth minute of fame and on the sixteenth |
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Beginith the lame, and on seventeen, you lose everythang |
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The twenty-first is the worse, wishin' you was eleven |
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Poppin' like you was seven with the feelin' when you was seconds |
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Reminiscin' when you was just in |
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Now you just ten, no longer the trend they dressin' |
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Now you wonderin' where all the press went |
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You no longer impress them |
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Get arrested, paparazzi will press then |
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I fell on purpose to stay a freshmen |
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I lose |
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But Louaton the school for X-Men |
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So when I get my cap and gown and put the rappin' down |
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I'll only know half my powers, but I spend half an hour |
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Like a senior citizen, havin' a baby shower |
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Haters wanna budget, but my fans still love it |
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So you can ask them exactly who I are |
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Nine weeks in number one, I'm a superstar |
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Mathew Santos: |
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If you are what you say you are |
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A superstar |
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Then have no fear |
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The crowd is here |
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And the lights are on |
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And they want a show |
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Oh, oh, oh |
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Yeah |
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T.I.: |
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Okay now |
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Anyone who know me, they know me, the ride |
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But when the shit was sellin' slow, it's just my homies and I |
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Had to get rid of all the phonies and the homies's disguise |
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So you speakin' and I don't reply, homie, don't be surprised |
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You ain't gotta ride for me, I ain't asked you to |
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Take a journey on my own, I would glad to do |
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You go and turn around, now, I call a cab for you |
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I stand up on my own two, he kissed a ass or who |
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No way, Jose, we pop Rose, blow dro, there's more, no case |
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But see, don't say my fault, ain't clip, more yay than Cirque Du Soleil |
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Cops is all day, kill people and get off like O.J. |
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You catch your case, just shut your face, don't get caught singin' do-re |
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Mi-fa-se La-ti-do, ghetto, he wrote G Code, I obey |
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He's so gaye |
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They handle them, he's hangin' 'round me, no way |
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It's okay |
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Life, listen, learn, I 'gest that you go your way |
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I be straight |
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No conversation, man, this all I'm gon' say |
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Hey |
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Matthew Santos: |
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If you are what you say you are |
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A superstar |
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Then have no fear |
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The camera's here |
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And the microphones |
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And they wanna' know |
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Oh, oh, oh |
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If you are |
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What you say you are |
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A superstar |
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Then have no fear |
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And crowd is here |
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And the lights are on |
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And they want a show |
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Oh, oh, oh |
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Yeah |
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If you are what you say you are |
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The have no fear |
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End |
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Lupe Fiasco Ft. Mathew Santos, Young Jeezy & T.I. - Superstar (Remix) |
