| Yeah, yeah
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| Foundations
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| Foundations, yeah
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
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| Carefully laid foundations, get me
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| Yo, yo
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| Now I’ve gotta clean up like a hoover
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| Fly through like a intruder
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| Big beats on my computer
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| And my new style’s much smoother
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| Now they’re watching me manoeuvre
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| So I’ve gotta be a quick mover
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| And I’m grown so I’ve got a cougar
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| She don’t care if there’s no future
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| She just knows that I’m not a loser
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| Tryna whip it out in a Uber
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| She don’t put whiff in her hooter
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| And she’s piff but I’m cooler
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| Yeah this year I’m going super
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| Now they get me like Bruiser
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| Making history like a tudor
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| And my name spreads like a rumour
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| All these bruddas STD’s
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| Only girls testing me
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| Going hard 'til I rest in peace
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| Money is a necessity
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| I’ve been on my grind for ages
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| Now I’m a walking corporation
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| And I don’t like talking much
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| But business is the best conversation
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| How you think I’ve travelled nations?
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| And I don’t really mix with pagans
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| Airports coming like stations
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| Posted, purple punch and I’m blazing
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| She only likes me 'cause I’m about to be bading
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| I said I’m the boss, now what are they saying?
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| Carefully laid foundations
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| Foundations |