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Let's ride |
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Uh, uh, uh, let's ride |
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Uh, uh, uh, let's ride |
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Gonna have a party to release this thing that's on my mind |
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Hit the dance floor two step my blues away |
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Uhh, I'm gettin' tired of the drama |
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Boss man said he would fire me |
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I told him |
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I would gladly do the honors, so |
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I just quit' |
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Cause this work shit got my dreams on pause like a comma |
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But I'm still six-figure fiendin' |
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Bull city leanin' and |
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California dreamin' |
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Like The Papas and |
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The Mamas, the stress is toxic |
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But thank |
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God a nigga got direct deposit so |
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I'm a take this check and pay my rent up' |
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Cause this weekend |
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I'm goin' out like a soldier |
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Put a little somethin' down on the light bill |
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Let the cable and the phone bill roll over |
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As for the rest of my hard earned funds |
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I take a hundred dollars, put it all in ones |
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And take it to the |
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Shake Club or hit the |
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Elk's Lodge |
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With the old folk, let 'em see how it's done |
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Let's goGonna have a party to release this thing that's on my mind |
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Hit the dance floor, two step my blues away |
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I've been workin' hard all day, just left my 9 to 5 |
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Gotta make the money, the money can't buy you no peace of mind |
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Around 10 |
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I had to get myself together |
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I'm doin' nuttin', let me go do somethin' better |
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Gettin' tired of layin' around, takin' shots of the |
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CrownThat's how life gets you down if you let her |
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Throw on some |
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Stacy Adams and a sweater |
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Pull out the new coat with the leather |
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I'm headed straight to the |
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Lodge, old school is in charge |
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Get your Derby's out with the feather |
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Somebody's uncle is the bar now they clever' |
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Cause he drinkin' all the drinks that he should be givin' out |
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Somebody momma up in here, she tryin to turn it out |
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When I want to party, this is what |
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I'm talkin' 'bout |
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Yeah, you got grown folk dancin' |
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Maurice White singin', everybody drankin' |
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The little cup of that oil ain't ever hurt nobody |
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Fo' cups later, life of the party |
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Stan play your horn, baby |
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Uh, for all my steppers |
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For all my two steppers |
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E'rybody at the supper club, e'rybody at the |
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VFWE'rybody at the |
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Elk's Lodge, all the old folk at the lamp pole |
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Keep steppin' out, keep steppin' out |