| Uh, uh, Young Money, yeah, yeahI know way too many people here right now
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| That I didn’t know last year, who the fuck are y’all?
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| I swear it feels like the last few nights we’ve been everywhere and back
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| But I just can’t remember it allWhat am I doing? |
| What am I doing?
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| Oh yeah, that’s right, I’m doin' me, I’m doin' me
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| I’m living life right now, man, and this what I’mma do 'til it’s over
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| 'Til it’s over, but it’s far from overAlright, bottles on me, long as someone
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| drink it
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| Never drop the ball, fuck it y’all thinkin'?
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| Makin' sure the Young Money ship is never sinkin'
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| 'Bout to set it off in this bitch, Jada PinkettI shouldn’t have drove,
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| tell me how I’m getting home?
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| You too fine to be layin' down in bed alone
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| I could teach you how to speak my language, Rosetta Stone
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| I swear this life is like the sweetest thing I’ve ever knownGot the gold
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| thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas
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| All I need’s a fucking red jacket with some zippers
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| Super-good smidoke, a package of the Swisher’s
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| I did it overnight, it couldn’t happen any quickerY’all know them? |
| Well, fuck it, me either
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| Point the biggest skeptic out, I’ll make him a believer
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| It wouldn’t be the first time I done it throwin' hundreds
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| When I should be throwin' ones, bitch, I run itI know way too many people here
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| right now
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| That I didn’t know last year, who the fuck are y’all?
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| I swear it feels like the last few nights we’ve been everywhere and back
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| But I just can’t remember it allWhat am I doing? |
| What am I doing?
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| Oh yeah, that’s right, I’m doin' me, I’m doin' me
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| I’m living life right now, man, and this what I’mma do 'til it’s over
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| 'Til it’s over, but it’s far from overOne thing about music, when it hits you
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| feel no pain
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| And I swear I got the shit that makes these bitches go insane
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| So they tell me that they love me, I know better than that, it’s just game
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| It’s what comes with the fame and I’m ready for that, I’m just sayin’I really
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| can’t complain, everything is kosher
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| Two thumbs up, Ebert and Roper
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| I really can’t see the end getting any closer
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| But I’ll probably still be the man when everything is overSo I’m riding through |
| this city with my high-beams on
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| Can you see me? |
| Can you see me? |
| Get your Visine on
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| Y’all just do not fit the picture, turn your wise friend on
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| If you thinkin' I’mma quit before I die, dream onMan, they treat me like a
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| legend, am I really this cold?
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| I’m really too young to be feeling this old
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| It’s about time you admit it, who you kiddin'?
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| And nobody’s ever done it like I did itI know way too many people here right now
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| That I didn’t know last year, who the fuck are y’all?
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| I swear it feels like the last few nights we’ve been everywhere and back
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| But I just can’t remember it allWhat am I doing? |
| What am I doing?
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| Oh yeah, that’s right, I’m doin' me, I’m doin' me
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| I’m living life right now, man, and this what I’mma do 'til it’s over
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| 'Til it’s over, but it’s far from overYeah, that’s right, I’m doin' me,
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| I’m doin' me
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| I’m living life right now, man, and this what I’mma do 'til it’s over
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| 'Til it’s over, but it’s far from over |