| Woah baby
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| It’s them waves, oh
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| It’s alright baby
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| Got them waves, yo
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| It’s alright baby
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| It’s them waves, yeah
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| It’s alright baby
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| It’s them waves, yeah
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| Yeah, fuck that, I’m a backseat blogger
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| Shotgun pretext looking like a logger
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| Oh, probably sipping on a lager
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| Beard so big you should probably call me father
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| Huh, and I mean like Jesus
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| No Christ, but the choir’s singing «Hey Jude»
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| Yeah, cuz I’m a Beatle when I roll stones
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| And I’mma be there when you get home
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| I push that rap way back straight, gimme that beat break
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| 8-bars, sing-along, two tone
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| (Haha, yo)
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| I push that rap way back straight, gimme that beat break
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| 8-bars, sing-along, two tone renegade
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| Blueprints, never afraid, party like I’m hella paid
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| Like a '99 Eminem yellow fade
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| Uncle Jay getting cake, laughing at his little date
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| They be dashing with a passion 'cuz they been ashamed
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| Fuck with me and you know just what it means, if you think I mean beef come and
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| see just what I eat
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| (What I eat) |