| I ain’t come in here
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| To try and change your life
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| You can do it by yourself if you choose to
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| I just want to have a drink
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| Have some junk, chocolate cake and all those things
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| And wrap up warm in winter things
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| Look, I’m easy
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| Leave me drinking
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| Magazines and sweeties and
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| Just enough to busy busy busy
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| Look, I can’t be a retrospective rapper all the time
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| So I thought I’d write a simple song with different, different light like mine
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| I know what I’m doing
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| But I’ve got to keep on moving
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| Don’t ask me what my plan is
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| Because I’m not quite sure I planned it
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| I’m just sitting here, drinking
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| Playing Pro Evo and thinking
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| And I think I’ve got it worked out now
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| But I don’t know if I’ve got an inkling
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| Alright, fine. |
| You want a track like mine?
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| Send me a text and you won’t pay a dime
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| Other MCs want to talk about crime
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| But that ain’t me let’s talk about laughter
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| Spell it man it’s so easy
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| But hard at the same time
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| If I want to make it some might want to come take mine
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| But I can’t stop, I’ve got to get mine
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| I’m broke man, I’ve got to get paid
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| I’m tired of 'insufficient funds'
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| And dodging phone-calls every day
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| I’m striving for a simple life
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| But not like Hilton or Richie
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| Oh please that would make me sick
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| Please that’s nowhere I wanna be wanna be
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| Drink, spark, clap your hands
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| Speeding, drinking bans
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| Cheating, slap your man
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| Why you with him anyway?
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| Two pints, that’s your lot
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| But few more vodka shots
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| It ain’t making sense
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| But do you listen anyway? |