| There’s only one you, you, you, you
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| Ding
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| Just cause the game is up
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| Didn’t mean I didn’t win
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| I got three aces and a king
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| I begun love of financiable things
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| That’s why my instincts kicks in
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| Matter if you win
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| It’s based on what you bring
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| That’s the feeling in the chest with the drink
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| Your telephone rings
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| But you ain’t listenin
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| So motherfucker now I’m steppin' in
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| There’s only one you, you, you, you
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| Ding
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| Lara Croft is soft
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| When it comes to my stuff
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| She’s made up. |
| I’m real!
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| I’m a Lady of Rage, with an afro puff
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| Who else can say the things they feel?
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| More jiggy than Will
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| From a mouth to a chub
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| There’s no bee I cannot kill, kill, kill.
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| S-s-still chill upon a hill
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| Like I’m poppin' a pill
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| There’s no other things I want to feel
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| There’s only one you, you, you, you
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| Ding
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| There’s trillions of cash
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| And there’s billions of us
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| And there’s millions of things that can happen with this stuff
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| And there’s thousands that will crash
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| And there’s hundreds that will smash
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| There’s only one you and I’mma drink to that
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| There’s only one you
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| Ding
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| Come on, let go, let me go take off
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| Tonight’s the one
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| Cause' tomorrow may never come
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| Fucking all day
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| Every night is gonna be mine
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| Making money is fine
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| But your life is one of a kind. |