| I’m tryin to do it all tonight, I got plans
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| I got a certain lust for life, and as it stands
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| Everything is going as right, as it can
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| They tryin to shoot down my flight, before it lands… before it lands
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| But you can miss me with all that
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| Diss me then crawl back
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| I really wish ya’ll would fall back
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| But gettin rich suppose to solve that
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| And these days women make offers and who the hell am I to say (no, no, no)
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| My ex sendin late night text cause she don’t know how to let (go, go, go)
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| She in love
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| And as for them pretty light skinned models standin in the cold aw yea they
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| with us
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| Let them girls in for a drink
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| And I’m all in they ear
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| Saying she should be the one I see, everytime, that I’m here
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| But when I’m not really even here
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| Black surburban with the tint on it
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| Fresher than a pillow with a mint on it
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| The game got these old hand prints on it
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| But I’m a be the one to pour cement on it
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| Uh, and start over
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| And show up in the mars yellin Tux I don’t really give a fuck and we’re only
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| getting older
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| So what I tend to do is think of today as the past
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| It’s funny when you’re coming in first but you hope that you’re last (you just
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| hope that it lasts)
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| Throw your one’s up in the air
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| Throw your one’s up in the air for her
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| Throw your one’s up in the air
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| Throw your one’s up |