| I am really about that life, jeaah!
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| Them fourteen hour trips, I know about that flight, yeah
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| Ask the promoter, tell em about that price and
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| When I get that envelope I make em count that twice, ahh
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| (Come Better Again)
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| That’s just the West LA in me (west)
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| Get the cake, twenty-four A, seven days a week
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| Only way to play me: Is MTV and MP3!
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| Rep that birthdaygang, B.D.M.C.G
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| Ho-ho-hold up, hold up
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| They could never control us
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| Birthday model, let’s hit the bottle until you throw up, jap
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| Young, wild, reckless, I never wanna grow up
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| Living the way they show us
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| So these hoes getting no love
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| Hold up, hold up
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| I am about to hit the stow up
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| (which you about to go get?)
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| Star Person in Arizona
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| Switches up some paper
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| It is some, so we can roll up
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| It is all the same story, coming from California!
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| I told Nic Nac to pimp slap
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| This track, he digg that
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| Lil nigga, big swag
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| That chick, big ass
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| Bitch bad, I’m with that
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| If not, slim chance
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| These are always «slim fast», lil plans, make-up
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| Young fly, caked up
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| Fool, I’m M A dubb
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| Get paid, hell a much, to step foot in a club
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| Say «what», I am just a G, who likes Luxury
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| So come fuck with me, ahh |