| Two left feet
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| CBD’in in the CBD
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| Girls drive past, go 'beep-beep-beep'
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| Straight out of Blackwood, yeah not the OC,
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| But I stay up in La
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| Boys wanna fight, that’s the way that they are
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| Used to go paint on a train in the yard
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| Sleep all day, Gatorade vase in the car
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| Take off in a '03 Lex
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| Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess
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| Used to come venue mad underdressed
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| Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes
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| Take off in a '03 Lex
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| Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess
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| Used to come venue mad underdressed
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| Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Tour cleaned up, yeah, I’m OCD
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| Step back, man, you don’t know me-me
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| And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| One more time, yeah, I’m OCD
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| Step back, man, you don’t know me-me
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| And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG
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| And I find myself thinking it was simple then
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| Lying to myself, it was never simple then
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| Well, back when back when
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| Thought we were gangsters, young madmen
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| Started out rapping in the wrong accent
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| Blonde, looking like Frank, but more like Em
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| When I couldn’t get booked
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| Used to play FIFA, I was no good
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| Couple friends could’ve played in the Premier League
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| Or the AFL, but instead it was weed, ice and speed
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| But Brodie did it
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| The ozone is my only limit
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| Hope all my critics drink JUUL pod liquid
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| Hope all my friends make jumbo figures
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| That’s to the core
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| Hope it rubs off like wax on a board
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| There were two in the bed, cracks in the walls
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| Rain on my head when it happened to pour
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Tour cleaned up, yeah, I’m OCD
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| Step back, man, you don’t know me-me
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| And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| One more time, yeah, I’m OCD
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| Step back, man, you don’t know me-me
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| And my girl too fine, yeah, OMG
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| And I find myself thinking it was simple then
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| Lying to myself, it was never simple then
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| Next year, have a brand new Lex
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| Don’t talk to cops and we don’t confess
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| Still come venue mad underdressed
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| Double tick Nikes like a track star, yes
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| And I find myself thinking it was simple then
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Lying to myself, it was never simple then
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT
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| Yeah, I’m OTT |