| You see the magazines and
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| Me on your TV screens and
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| You think you know me but you really dont (You dont even know)
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| But I, I’m feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell
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| You see the money and
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| The cars and diamonds and you
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| You think it make me but it really dont (It really really dont)
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| But I, I’m feelin good about myself, so I, I splurge a lil' hell
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| I think the time has come, for me to have some fun
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| I’m bout to peel back the top go on and let in the sun
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| What the fuck I done done, my mamma’s only son
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| I went from slangin and bangin to yellin number one
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| I love my fans to death, until my last breath
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| Thats why when I perform I give until there’s nothing left
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| No competition, my opposition gonna feel the pain
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| More complications, relationships ain’t gonna be the same
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| Do they want the fame, and all that it can bring
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| If they attracted to Nelly then who like Cornell Haynes
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| I’m poppin collars from California to D. C
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| I’m in the VIP, Louis bottles and Hennessey
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| I’m putting mileage on 20 inches and 23's
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| I’m flippin out my keys, I’m flippin down the screens
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| I’m bout to spread my wings, tryin to fulfill my dreams
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| With anything that I want, if I don’t I got the means
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| You think you know me but you really dont know
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| Peep I could walk through the club like everything be fo sho
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| And I’ll get, one lil' girl, two lil' girls tryin yo get me to dance
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| I’ll get, three lil' girls, four lil' girls pullin at my pants, damn
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| It feels good when errthing is okay
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| And its a beautiful site when errthing goes your way
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| And I could park in the mountains and I’ll still get valet
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| Hop out in a Vokal valour and my suede Bally’s
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| I’m feeling good its only right I deserve
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| To spread the love through all my peeps, its only right that I splurge
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| And any nigga trippin now I leave him right by the curb
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| And I dont go to sleep mama so good night and good word
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| I’m on a mission and its sort a like a mystery
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| And I ain’t stopping til' I go down in history
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| Now who ever said you knows, you dealing with a pimp fo sho
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| The N-E double L-Y follow now, now here we go
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| You read the magazines, and heard I made a scene
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| Believe it or not, I swear I’m just a human being
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| I’m doing human things, cuz only humans change
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| They label me a role model cuz I appeal to teens
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| It really ain’t that strange, now that I think about it
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| I came up in the game, changed everything about it
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| I’m feelin better then ever without that Lotto shit
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| I wake up early hit Cuda, like lets go by some shit
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| You dress the hottest fits, driven the hottest whips
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| We’ve got the baddest chicks, we with the whitest kicks
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| Donating money to family’s caught in Bin Laden’s shit
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| They screaming war, I’m like fuck it, go buy a battleship
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| And bring it up that Mississipi, if you really wanna come than get me
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| Tell them niggas that a, don’t tempt me
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| Cuz I’ll squeeze them shits til' empty
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| Throw shouts at nigga like frisbee
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| Who the juice? |
| How the hell you gonna pimp me?
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| You niggas must be kidding me, make an innocent nigga plead guilty |