| Okay, you’re staying broke while I’m getting richer
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| Money talks, I ain’t speakin' with ya
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| Name is poppin' all on the block
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| And I don’t ever stop unless it’s for a picture
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| Nah, I don’t really fuck with the fake
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| I just hit the club, get drunk, get laid
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| With a bad bitch, I don’t even know her name
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| Even if I did, not a damn thing change
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| Now let’s play a game
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| No you ain’t fuckin' with I
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| I be the king on the rise
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| I get a text from the girl of your dreams
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| And when I read that shit, I don’t even reply
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| Oh my, my
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| NSYNC Bye, Bye, Bye
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| Lord knows I ain’t right
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| I just call her when I wanna hit that Britney one more time
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| I run this shit like a campaign
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| Your life ain’t as good as my bad day
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| You rappers give rapping a bad name
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| To get to my level, you better pray
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| Amen, look how much money I make with a pen
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| Remember the days when I couldn’t pay rent
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| Now I just spend then get it again
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| Girl, I swear I got it down and mastered
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| Have you ever had a one night stand with a rapper?
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| I don’t know your name and no, I didn’t even ask ya
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| 'Cause once we get to fuckin' does it even really matter?
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| Yeah, uh, look
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| If you didn’t know my name, now you know
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| I got bitches up in every single place that I go
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| Up in London, to Brazil, all the way to Mexico
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| And they tell me that they love me but they only love the flow
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| That’s for sure
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| Now wake up, I’m all the way up
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| And I’ma stay up
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| The nightmare of your dreams, I got it covered like make up
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| Too easy like a lay up, my time is money so pay up
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| It’s crazy how I blew up right after a fucking break up
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| Sorry I’m not sorry, to harm me you need an army
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| You rappers fucking bore me and put me to sleep like Cosby
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| Getting bands like Ozzy, fans follow like paparazzi
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| Success is the best revenge
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| That’s what making a name has taught me
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| I’m done |