| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| Baby, tell me it’s time to go
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| Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
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| Tell me I’m all you need
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| So, baby, tell me who the best
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| Tell me it’s not me
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| Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need
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| Understand, I am
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| The renowned, newest talk of the town
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| When errybody talk and just keeps on talkin' about
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| Wassup? |
| Tellin' girls «You should call if you down»
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| And if my phone doesn’t ring, then leave it after the pound
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| ‘Cause I be up in the air, more than I do on the ground
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| My city is on my hat, and I’m wearin' it like a crown (Westside)
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| You’re now rockin' wit' somebody on they fuckin' bidness
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| Watch me do it big, no pun intended (Boi)
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| See, I done seen nights turn to days
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| Love turn to hate, hugs turn to laids
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| Niggas turn to sirs, Andre to Spades
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| ‘Cause when it turns real, that’s when everybody turns fake
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| Instead of sayin' fuck all ‘a y’all and turning away
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| Man, I was cool enough to say «Fuck it» and let ‘em stay
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| Fuck, I hate to say I told you so
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| So buying rounds is my way of saying «Told you, ho»
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| Baby, tell me it’s time to go
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| Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
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| Tell me I’m all you need
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| So, baby, tell me who the best
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| Tell me it’s not me
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| Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need
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| Now, I can’t tell what’s a better accessory
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| My new watch, or the chick that’s standin' right next to me
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| Killin' niggas at rap, but being the man’s my specialty
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| I love shitting on all my exes especially
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| Double shots, then re-reload
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| Let’s toast to the interns that made it to CEO
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| Boss player, collectin' every single check that’s owed out
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| Puttin' on a show until everything is sold out
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| Man, I’m chillin' wit' Jays, ‘Ye's, and Common Senses
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| It’s crazy when legends are peers and your competition
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| I would hate to be a almost nigga
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| I call ya that, 'cause you gossip like y’all almost bitches
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| You know, went to school with Jay, and was almost Jigga
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| Or hooped against LeBron and would almost get ‘im
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| Y’all niggas make me realize how good almost isn’t
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| Would hate to look back on my life and say «I almost did it»
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| F-ck that, reflectin' on the last chain I bought
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| They on my tracks, waitin' on the next train of thought
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| Visualizin' how the crown might be
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| Got the whole rap game tryna sound like me
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| Baby, tell me it’s time to go
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| Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
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| Tell me I’m all you need
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| So, baby, tell me who the best
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| Tell me it’s not me
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| Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need
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| This dedicated to my ex girls, both of ‘em
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| It’s also dedicated to everybody who be talkin' shit behind my back
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| And then when I see y’all, y’all act like «Awww, I’m so happy for you»
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| That’s some bitch-ass shit, nigga
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| (This also dedicated to everybody who’s fuckin' winnin' today)
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| Baby, tell me it’s time to go
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| (Everybody gettin' it)
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| (After niggas said you couldn’t get it)
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| Understand that what goes around comes around
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| And I don’t ever wanna come down
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| (G.O.O.D. Music and the best)
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| So, baby, tell me who the best
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| (No I.D.!) |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song What Goes Around, artist - Big Sean. Album song Finally Famous, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп