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Why, why, why |
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Why, why, why |
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Why, why |
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Cash money, rich *******z |
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Look |
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[lil' wayne] |
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Loud pipes, big rims |
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*******, that's my life |
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As i pull up at the club, sorry that's my knife |
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I know a lot of haters probably saying that that's not right |
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Well, my diamonds so much bigger |
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So, that's my life |
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Gleam, gleam |
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Now, only carry big face and you hear the ching, ching |
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Now, you can ask your wife and she will say the same thing |
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And your children be amazed when they see me on the big screen |
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Ha, ha, ha |
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I crack myself up |
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I know i talk lot but i can back myself up |
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Got a little house on the beach that's where i shack myself up |
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You ain't really got more money than me |
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Think about it |
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Let's just say somebody gave me a check to think about it |
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So i just bought a new rollie and got to take a link up out it |
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And me with no ice is like a prince concert that ain't crowded |
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They see the beam, and the truck, and the b-12 |
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And we was next |
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Then that's when i pull up in the b-e-l |
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Le-le-lex |
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Ha |
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(1st chorus) |
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I'm on fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire |
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Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot |
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We on fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire |
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Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot |
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[juvenile] |
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Juvenile i used to be |
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R-e-t-a bound |
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Now i be busting these ************es when i come around |
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Acting like a ******* that ain't never had ************t |
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Look into my bed saying that's a mad hit |
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I'll damned if these diamonds and golds ain't ************ning |
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My rollie ain't rinning |
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My bank and climbing |
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You looking at a multi-millionaire in the flesh |
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Might don't have it now, but i just got me a check |
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I can walk it like i talk it |
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Play it how i say it |
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Teach it like i preach it |
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Now, put that in your head |
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*******, bet a thousand, shoot a thousand-ain't nothing |
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Smoke a pound, pop the crystal and drink something |
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Meet me in the casino |
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Way in the back |
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Using money like a mother****** |
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Still shooting crack |
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Tomorrow i'll be back |
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I got millionaire status |
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We make so much money irs be looking at us |
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(repeat 1st chorus 1x) |
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[turk] |
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I got more ends than bonnie have in a factory |
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I'm lil turk, i'm living large, got the baddest hoes after me |
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Picture me, a young ******* bawling out of control |
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Playing with millions, laying in condos |
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******* i ************ne, ************ne through the ******* week |
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The flyiest ride with crystal in the passenger seat |
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Don't hate me, 'cause i'm a little bawler |
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Got more weight than angola |
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******* your girl carla |
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******* i stunt, |
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And i'm a stunt 'til i can't no more |
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Chest lit up like the oaks |
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From the diamonds i sport |
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Yo, i can't be touched |
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Don't think i'm too much, ******* i'm rich what the ******* |
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Rolex crushed out with the bezel |
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And all the foes that get close to me got to be on my schedule |
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I got so much money |
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I don't know what to do |
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Buy isles and cars |
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And break bread with my crew |
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(2nd chorus) |
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I'm on fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire |
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Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot |
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We on fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire |
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Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot |
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B.g. on fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiire |
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Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot |
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[paparue] |
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Uh, uh, uh |
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Hear me |
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It's like, monkey see, monkey do |
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Rolling with the cash money runners i stay true |
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Cause when were running and climbing on the million-dollar scene |
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Holding together, mo-de-ming, mo-de-ming |
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When i bring out the rubber around the hummer |
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??? benz, or in the lex bubble |
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When i start they said i had no fame |
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Now all the girls just end up calling my name |
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10 g's to ??? |
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Fax the contract to big cash money |
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Cause you know this whole clique right with me |
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They're right with me |
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Sip-pe-di-dy |
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Won't count the diamonds just around my neck |
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X amount-a dollars on a bankroll check |
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If you want to really come and sing with me |
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Those that got me wicked, then i do some free |
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For free! |
