| Young nigga wit' his cake up
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| Love to see your face when you wake up, yeah
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| Wit' no makeup, know you’re at me, gotta make up, yeah
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| I know you mad, you know you bad
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| Let the lights hit, you know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Let the lights hit, cause I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Oh, sizzling
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| I love when it’s shaking and jiggling
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| Yeah, you know I make more
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| Got way more than a regular citizen
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| Bet I’m gon' turn the tables, just a young boy rockin' purple labels
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| She know I’m pelican fly, she say I’m one hell of a guy
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| It’s nice to meet you babe, I really appreciate it
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| Diggin' your features, yeah, you got the peachy, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you want a foul nigga from the projects, yeah, yeah
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| And I know you want a clean nigga from the gutter, gutter
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| Yeah, yeah
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| And I’m on a roll baby, yeah, yeah
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| You know what’s 'bout it, 'bout it, yeah, yeah
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| And I heard that it’s a long shot, but it’s a sure shot for me, yeah
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| Bring back the lil' bag on a small shoppin' spree
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| Cause I love to know the lil' things
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| Know, the lil' things, they don’t know about you, yeah
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| Young nigga wit' his cake up
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| Love to see your face when you wake up, yeah
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| Wit' no makeup, know you’re at me, gotta make up, yeah
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| I know you mad, you know you bad
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| Let the lights hit, you know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Let the lights hit, cause I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| You’re bad, and you know it
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| Yeah, you bad, bad, you look good, good
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| But you bad, you know it
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| So I don’t know how to react, I gotta keep eyes in the back, yeah
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| Her purse 'bout to rise by the sun, and I gotta ride wit' a gun, yeah
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| Whenever I ride through the slums
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| They keep tellin' me I’m the one, yeah
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| And I heard that you gassed, but you get a pass, yeah
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| You all in your bag, and you poppin' them tags, yeah
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| And you doin' your dance, wit' them rips in your pants, yeah
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| We all need love sometimes
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| Trust me girl, I know love got you blind, yeah
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| You know I fuck wit' you, but don’t blow my high, yeah
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| You know I fuck wit' you, but don’t blow my vibe
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| Young nigga wit' his cake up
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| Love to see your face when you wake up, yeah
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| Wit' no makeup, know you’re at me, gotta make up, yeah
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| I know you mad, you know you bad
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| Let the lights hit, you know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Let the lights hit, cause I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah
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| Yeah, I know you came to shine right, yeah |