| I got my back against the wall, while my drink in my hand
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| They yellin' last call but I ain’t done with my glass
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| Ain’t done with my boys, I’m trying to see if it lasts
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| I’ve been coast to coast, instead I keep coming back
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| So can’t no one save me, from a life this crazy
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| Can’t pause cause I got no regards for safety!
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| Addicted to the license my mama made me
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| Yeah, I’m a lost cause my future’s shaky
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| Tie it up! |
| For your ass, without a luck
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| When the system start closin' in on your whole bunch
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| I hope you read scriptures and snapped all your pictures
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| Cause we all gotta go but you can’t take it with you, mane!
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| You can’t take it with ya! |
| (Aw!)
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| You can’t take it with ya!
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| Panties, paper, pin up models bottles of the ace
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| Diamonds, dollars, make ya holler, got alotta cake
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| Fast cars, fast broads, on a fast faster
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| Black cards charged, I got several of them bastards
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| IPhone, iPad, I gotta have that!
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| Private island using mileage I picked up on NASDAQ
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| Mile-high: passed that, skydive blast back
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| My GPS got GPS my kid plays with an AMTRAK
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| T.V.s in the headrest, T.V.s in the floor
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| So many T.V.s I don’t know what’s not T.V. no more!
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| My butler got a butler, they all a whore for fame
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| My girl got red bottoms on them bottoms of her brain
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| I tell you this for certain, these things are more than plain
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| And if I didn’t have 'em I’d be sure to go insane
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| And on my dying day I realize it was in vain
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| Cause when you cross over, you can’t take it with you, mane! |