| Yeah, yeah
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| I hope it all makes sense to ball like this, the large address
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| Ain’t nothing stoppin' me but parking fees
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| Many hands settle down
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| If you don’t ever get yourself straight, who the fuck is you gon' help, mane?
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| (Amen)
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| I pray for many Thanksgivings, I pray that Tifa don’t cook
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| You know her mama’ll put sugar in they greens
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| That’s that shit I never seen before
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| Bucket list, scratchin' off some shit you never dreamed before
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| Sparkle up your pinky toe (Ayy)
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| Ayy, baby, I hav no reason to stay, baby
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| My dream too big for this city
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| And Myrtle Bach ain’t vacation
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| I can’t go far as Nevada, see, I only seen Vegas
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| If not these niggas, bet your senses betray ya
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| I need a day or
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| Two hoes plottin' on my cellular phone
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| I’m on speed dial, I’m your favorite problem, ya bitch smokin'
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| Meanwhile, went and got my tolerance thick (Oh)
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| With that Stephen Curry arm reach
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| Oh, we always on top
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| Slip and slide, I’m out of here, inside the whip
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| A thousand years, a thousand years
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| I want my payback
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| It’s all for you, baby, yeah
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| And slip and slide, I’m out of here, inside the whip
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| A thousand years, a thousand years
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| I want my payback
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| It’s all for you, baby, yeah
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| Your face was blizzard, are you numb enough again?
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| How I sang it with that purple Power Ranger in my Benz
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| It’s a Jeep, but I’m gon' get it
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| I’m still Roc 'em when I visit
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| Don’t you dig into it deeper than that prophet, this is sinners
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| It’s a long time comin'
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| Somehow, I always keep it peaceful when my kumbuya hunnids
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| Always looking for a good time, Sunny, that just my first name
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| Don’t holler 'bout your father incentive, it’s just a birthday
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| And a warning for repeatin' a cycle would be the worst way
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| Them hoes always callin' my number like it’s a jersey
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| Them hoes always treatin' my Johnson like he a person
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| No matter what could happen, what happened to havin' purpose?
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| Translate for you scratchin' the surface
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| Motherfucker, I need my payback
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| Slip and slide, I’m out of here, inside the whip
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| A thousand years, a thousand years
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| I want my payback
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| It’s all for you, baby, yeah, yeah
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| And slip and slide, I’m out of here, inside the whip
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| A thousand years, a thousand years
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| I want my payback
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| It’s all for you, babe
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| I should just pack up my bags and get loaded
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| She sick and tired of distance, I’m a ghost
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| This ain’t the time of my life, but I’m still on drugs
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| Just had a weekend buzz
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| Have I been cheatin' myself? |
| I’m implodin'
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| She’s sick and tired of, «Listen, I’m broke»
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| This ain’t the time of my life, but I’m still on drugs
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| Just that weekend buzz
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| (You are now a human being)
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| I should put all of my trust in religion
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| I’ve hit the pavement and busted my nose
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| This ain’t as hard as it gets, but I’m still on drugs
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| Just that weekend buzz
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| You are now a human being
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| This ain’t as hard as it gets, but I’m still on drugs (You are now a human
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| being)
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| Just that weekend buzz (Weekend buzz)
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| (You are now) This ain’t as hard as it gets, still on drugs
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| Just that weekend buzz |