| Young, Black, wild and free
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| Naked in a limousine (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| Riding through the hood real slow
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| I love it when I smell the trees (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I just wanna party hard
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| Sex in the swimming pool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I don’t need a lot of cash
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| I just wanna break the rules (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| We don’t need another ruler
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| All of my friends are kings (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I’m not America’s nightmare
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| I’m the American dream (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| Just let me live my life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| So if the world should end tonight
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| I had a crazy, classic, life
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| I don’t need a diamond ring
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| I don’t wanna waste my youth (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I don’t wanna live on my knees
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| I just have to tell the truth, baby (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I don’t wanna be let down
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| I don’t wanna cheat on you (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I just wanna find a God
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| And I hope she loves me too (Oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| We don’t need another ruler
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| We don’t need another fool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| I’m not America’s nightmare
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| I’m the American cool (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh)
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| Just let me live my life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| So if the world should end tonight
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| I had a crazy, classic, life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| I want a crazy, classic, life
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| So if the world should end tonight
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| I had a crazy, classic, life
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| Crazy, classic, life
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| Yeah, uh, yea, yea, yea, uh
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| Handcuffed in a 'bando
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| White boy in his sandals
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| Police like a Rambo
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| Blow it out, blow it out like a candle, Sambo
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| Me and you was friends, but to them, we the opposite
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| The same mistake, I’m in jail, you on top of shit
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| You living life while I’m walking around moppin' shit
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| Tech kid, backpack, now you a college kid
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| All I wanted was to break the rules like you
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| All I wanted was someone to love me too
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| But no matter where it was I always stood out
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| Black Waldo dancing with the thick brows
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| We was both running naked at the luau
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| We was both on shrooms praying face down, waist down
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| Remember when they told you I was too Black for ya?
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| And now my Black poppin' like a bra-strap on ya
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| I was kicked out, said I’m too loud
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| Kicked out, said I’m too proud
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| But all I really ever felt was stressed out
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| Kinda like my afro when it’s pressed out |