| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Life
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| (La musica de Harry Fraud) Yeah, yeah
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| All these bitches 'round me (Slow motion sequence)
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| And all these millions 'round me
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| Up all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O.D. |
| (Main character in the rain)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug and I’m so in love (Walkin' to a luxury sedan)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug and I’m…
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| (Joint lit) Yeah
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| All these bitches 'round me
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| And all this paper to see (Yeah)
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O. D
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (Yeah, yeah)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (Da-da-da, da-da)
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| Got all these bitches 'round me
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| And all this paper to see
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O. D
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (So in love)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (Yeah, yeah, da-da-da, da-da)
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| Aw man, aw man (Aw man, aw man)
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| Aw man, aw man (Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da)
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| Aw man, aw man (Jet Life, Jet Life)
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| Aw man, aw man (Jet Life, Jet Life, nigga, yeah)
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| Got all these bitches 'round me (Yeah, yeah)
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| And all this paper to see (Da-da-da, da-da)
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O.D. |
| (Da-da-da, da-da)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (So in love)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (So in love)
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| Yeah, pull up in anything
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| Park my shit anywhere, seat like a sofa chair
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| Leather up in here
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| Smoke in the atmosphere, high as the stratosphere
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| She wan' get out of here
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| She wanna sit amongst the millions
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| She wanna roll with the killers
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| She used to run with the middle of a dealer
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| But, baby, this shit realer and bigger
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| Baby, I’m focused on billions
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| Your nigga tryna buy designer tennis
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| I’m on the field, a real line of scrimmage
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| We gon' score on the first down
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| I’ma let you know right now
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| That way you don’t gotta ask around
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| This our town even when we’re outta town
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| Got all these bitches 'round me
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| And all this paper to see
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O. D
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (So in love)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (And I’m so in love)
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| Got all these bitches 'round me
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| And all this paper to see
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O. D
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (Yeah, yeah, and I’m so in love)
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| 'Cause this money is a drug, and I’m so in love (Yeah, so in love)
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| Aw man, aw man (Aw man, aw man)
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| Aw man, aw man (Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da)
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| Got all these bitches 'round me
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| And all this paper to see
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| High all night, never get sleep
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| I just hope I don’t O.D. |
| (L, L, L)
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| Jet Life or your life don’t matter
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| Money talk drown out all the hater chit-chatter
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| Money machine sound like laughter
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| Hearin' account make me happy
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| Watch the sunset in my blue Caddy
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| She rolled another fatty
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| She bustin' off them daiquiris
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| She thinkin' 'bout smashin'
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| I’m thinkin' 'bout that, then dashin' out
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| Slide to my car while she passin' out
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| Can’t lay up, I’m back on my paper route
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| Backshots, no makin' out
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| Might shake her down
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| Shake her down, make her break the paper out (Yeah)
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| We might shake her down
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| My pimp niggas know what I’m talkin' 'bout
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah
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| All this paper to see, all this paper to see
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| High all night, yeah
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| Aw man, aw man
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| Aw man, aw man |