| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Oh, oh, oh, oh
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| Now she complain all the time
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| How I’m away on the grind
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| Doing days, every state, all the places I fly
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| Out the rise, nationwide with my niggas who down to ride
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| If I ain’t, multiply my numbers then never mind!
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| L.A.X. |
| every weekend don’t be surprised
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| All she do is give me seat-back love, help me recline
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| Ah, this is the life! |
| I hope it last
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| Just a high school drop out, sitting in first class
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| On my way to Osaka, champagne and some pasta
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| Damn shame, a youngn' make his way out the projects
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| This baby I remember nights before the flashy lights
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| Only flights I ever saw was a pair of Air Nikes Shawty!
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| Oh, all I really wanna know
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| All I really wanna do
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| Is spend a little time with you
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| As long as you know!
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah
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| JFK every weekend you wonder why
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| All she do is ask a nigga to stay and I decline
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| I realize I’m worldwide with my niggas who’re down to fly
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| If it ain’t about that money, Shawty pay it no mind
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| People say that I live such an expensive life
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| All I need is a passport and a Samsonite
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| A G4, I’ll probably land in Japan tonight
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| WiFi on the flight, hit the fam on Skype
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| And touch down in the city, every town on my grizzly
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| I get around lifting nowhere to be found
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| Did you miss me baby? |
| I’ve been on my hustle
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| Paper is what I’m chasing
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| And for your information, I’ve never been on vacation
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| I’m just saying though!
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| Oh, all I really wanna know
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| All I really wanna do
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| Is spend a little time with you
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| As long as you know!
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah
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| What if I would have stayed in my hood?
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| Probably be up to no good
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| Saying goodbye to the ghetto and hello Hollywood
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| Still puffing in public, I wouldn’t change if I could
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| Usually out there for paper, remember those back woods
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| I got a custom in customs, drinking vodka in Russia
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| I go shopping in Harlem and make you stop at the rucker
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| Tequila in Tijuana got a queen in Rwanda
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| Another one out in Ghana, pieced out my piece out in Compton
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| Eazy E in OE, the only thing we got in common
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| The chick in Chi city that we blow
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| We call them Windy oh, oh
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| He’s back at it, the iron lung never asthmatic
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| And you’re acting as you’ve never seen the atlas, Shawty
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| Oh, all I really wanna know
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| (And I know that you know
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| That is international F and I’m back in effect)
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| All I really wanna do
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| Is spend a little time with you
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| As long as you know!
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| (You should know)
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah
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| Baby, that I’m worldwide, I’m worldwide
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| I know you know, yeah, yeah |