| you say you want it all
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| to dip your fingers in the green
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| you say you want it all
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| the sun, the moon, and what’s in between
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| you say you want it all
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| you want the world to know your face
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| baby haven’t you heard
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| every star can be replaced
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| ride the product line
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| hop in your box but don’t protest
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| you just been signed
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| to the three ring bull!*!? |
| business
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| it’s a players ball
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| and the pimps come in black and white
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| and that’s about all as I turn in this song to my pimp tonight
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| oh, you
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| ask me how
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| you can win
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| how many walls you gon’have to break down
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| to get in oh, oh, oh as you’re steady pushin’through
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| oh, oh, oh don’t let it be breakin’you
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| some who have it all
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| are one big shiny lie
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| they’re selling us a story they know that
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| we’re gonna buy
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| but don’t you let them fool you baby
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| they can’t sleep at night
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| their mirror shows a reflection of a person that they don’t like
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| ride the product line
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| hop in your box but don’t protest
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| you just been signed
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| to the three ring bull!?#* business
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| check your brain at the door
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| then hang it up with your originality
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| I can’t say no more
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| cuz if I do then they won’t let you hear from me there ain’t no real love up in here
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| there ain’t no there ain’t no real love up in here
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| there ain’t no if you’re lookin for real love up in here
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| if you’re lookin for
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| gotta bring your own real love up in here
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| bring your own |