| Between four boards
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| Stop thinking
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| That in the grave you do not take with you
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| Not even a loaf of bread
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| For tomorrow
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| OK, I said stop drinking
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| But in my dick, we make such a good house
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| Then I said I'd quit women
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| Pân' la primul weekend singur… that’s so fucking, fucking gay
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| OK, I said I was quitting drugs
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| But in my dick, there are so many places to visit
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| They always tell me it's time to change
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| But I tell them there's still time, you see.
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| Between four boards
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| Stop thinking
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| That in the grave you do not take with you
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| Not even a loaf of bread
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| For tomorrow
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| Push the filter, break the pipe
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| Turn them over, empty the bottle
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| After all, we do half and half
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| If possible, carry some grains
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| Put it in my money dick
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| I've worked for so many years
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| To die stuck in the pussy-surrounded by fiddlers
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| Oh, last night I laid the groundwork again
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| With whom? |
| I don't know "how, why, not you, me"
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| That in life you have to go
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| Everything you started with
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| And this sweet liqueur pushes me to sin…
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| The real tramp, straight with the squirrels
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| I have dreams of ocean fish, not aquarium dreams
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| That without money you don't make money, the bible in your arms when you make money
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| Tanti would like you, but she can't do it
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| No house with you, so fuck the bastards
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| Have! |
| I have eyes like China Town
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| I feel so good, you say I'm James Brown
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| How many nights I lost, how many bottles I drank
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| How many pussies have I fucked, I certainly don't take much
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| And I know that
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| Between four boards
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| Stop thinking
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| That in the grave you do not take with you
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| Not even a loaf of bread
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| For tomorrow
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| Well, the blade is fur
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| Ehh, let's just say I've seen better
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| I have a heart, mother
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| I have a serious brigade
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| I have a million groupies, crow
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| Let me make my own filthy movie
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| Fuck yolo-s immortal
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| The bait is money, it's clear mine
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| The bait is money, I steal it again
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| Even if it gets dirty again
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| Nah, I'm not going to get to the graveyard again
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| Don't get attached to the material
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| Make the bar with the fracture, brother
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| This life can give you
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| Guțțțță, Guțțțță, what a young salami you have!
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| Golden child with sunshine in it releases light in the mouths of Heaven
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| My foot is not on the floor, it's high, because I'm only 23 years old, my mother
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| Jumpman, jumpman, jumpman, that is, His Highness!
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| Until I go to hell, I'll go Drake
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| I'm alive now, wow, what a moment!
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| Coming from the Future in the present
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| My merchandise is striped, not Adibas, fake
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| Life is an adventure like Finn and Jake, hey, hey
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| She's not a bitch, because most of them aren't women
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| You leave as you came from her tits, let me die!
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| When Ruby turns out the light in your eyes
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| Between four boards
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| Stop thinking
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| That in the grave you do not take with you
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| Not even a loaf of bread
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| For tomorrow
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| And my name is Fat X.
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| Mice listen to me because I represent them
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| He spent so much time, all the time on the rhythm
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| If you don't understand, I'm evolving, I'm not changing
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| I don't understand the rush at all
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| Break in two or three sheets
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| You put your finger on the sava, I'll explain how it's going
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| It's not even that hard
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| I swear it's always been that way
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| Every man thinks he's a kite
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| Until he sings at Ineu
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| The Ineu ?!
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| Between four boards
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| Stop thinking
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| That in the grave you do not take with you
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| Not even a loaf of bread
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| For tomorrow |