| Everybody home, ain’t nobody gone
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| It feel good, don’t it? |
| Getting hood on it
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| I got a couple minutes in town
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| A couple hundred bitches around
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| So baby go on and get us a round
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| Cause I got all my niggas around
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| Celebrate
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| We partying, yeah got body and
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| Exotic broads lobbying, Spanish, Somalian
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| Fly, we live it 'til we die
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| We living in the night looking in the eye
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| On our paper 'til we get it like Dubai
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| Chi niggas stand up, plastic cups
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| Girls with the drastic butts, that ask for bucks
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| It don’t stop here
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| Bottles of Veuve pop here
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| And we gonna get around like 2Pac's here
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| Celebrate like it’s new year
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| Some bomb broads coming, type nuclear
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| Yeah, it’s so ridiculo
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| Lit the medicinal, passed it give-and-go
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| Backwards liquor store
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| Celebrate
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| Everybody home, ain’t nobody gone
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| It feel good, don’t it? |
| Getting hood on it
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| I got a couple minutes in town
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| A couple hundred bitches around
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| So baby go on and get us a round
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| Cause I got all my niggas around
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| Celebrate
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| In my Paul Smith like an alcoholic
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| My guys I used to hoop with, is now who I ball with
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| This raw bitch came in looking flawless
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| Tonight she’ll be giving conscious, headlights!
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| Beaming from the Bimmer that her momma bought her
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| I got to act right for her like I’m an author
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| Look where drama brought us, look where karma brought us
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| Married to the game, like Usher we was caught up
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| Now we got some R&B broads we can call up
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| You niggas come around keep the wall up
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| Smoke blowing out thinking of tomorrow and the simple things
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| Hustlers from the go, how far we done came
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| Celebrate
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| Everybody home, ain’t nobody gone
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| It feel good, don’t it? |
| Getting hood on it
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| I got a couple minutes in town
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| A couple hundred bitches around
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| So baby go on and get us a round
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| Cause I got all my niggas around
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| Celebrate
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| Ah, another night, we love the night
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| For the life, getting bugged tonight
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| Wait 'til I get my money right
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| Told you it’s gonna be on like the business that we lean on
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| Put my team on, get our heat on
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| Ah, I knew her when she strip, her name was Chardonnay
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| My niggas move work even on a holiday
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| We come from porches and alleyways
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| I’m the big ticket, don’t need no one to validate
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| You celebrate
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| We ain’t gotta wait
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| It’s a toast to you and me
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| Bills ain’t so bad, celebrate that
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| Party in the yard 'til the lights come on
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| Ain’t nobody crying
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| We’ve come so far, been climbing
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| Now the clouds they passed us by
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| C’mon and raise your glass up high
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| Everybody home, ain’t nobody gone
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| It feel good, don’t it? |
| Getting hood on it
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| And I got all my niggas around
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| I got a couple minutes in town
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| A couple hundred bitches around
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| So baby go on and get us a round
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| Cause I got all my niggas around
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| Celebrate |