| Life, tomorrow ain’t promised, ain’t that the truth?
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| I can see the shooters on the roof
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| I can hear the prayers in the gunning
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| D-D-DJ Khaled
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| Everybody feels the pains of life
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| Yes we work so hard to strive
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| Spending day and night tryna make it right
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| Create a better life
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| Come let’s take a ride
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| Let music free your mind
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| So tonight we gon' have a good time
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| Yes tonight, we gon' celebrate life
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| Oh tonight, we gon' have a party
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| Yes tonight, everyone is right
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| If even just tonight
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| No Appleton fi find, enjoy the fruits of your labor
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| Dance up inna the street like Trinidad and Jamaica
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| Tun up di music loud mek we disturb we neighbor
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| In it for the love, Jah mek we done out the paper
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| B-b-back it up, cah anuh size we fraid of
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| Big, you cudda small or taller than a skyscraper
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| Always inna di oven for you know seh man a baker
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| Flex like my daddy but me have me mother flavor
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| Sen fi Jah army mek wi lock down di acre
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| Bring me the kette, an di Congo shaker
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| Give me the makavara mek di chalwa start blaze up
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| Imma midnight raver
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| So tonight we gon' have a good time
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| Yes tonight, we gon' celebrate life
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| Oh tonight, we gon' have a party
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| Yes tonight, everyone is right
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| If even just tonight
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| We just tryna live while the night’s young
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| Too focused on the right now to worry 'bout what might come
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| All the stressing lately got me thinking I should light some
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| All that playing baby, light one
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| Busy Iggy, pretty girl stacking up pretty pennies
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| Save this chitter-chatter, ain’t never mattered
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| It don’t offend me
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| Say they shocked I bring this money with me, then take over cities
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| Turn a hard-top to a soft-top, had a re-do for them titties
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| Every eye on my hip and waistline, watch me whine
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| And they must have forgotten about me baby, let me remind dem
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| Everyone’s a critic nowadays, never mind dem
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| We bring the stars out and realign dem
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| So tonight we gon' have a good time
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| Yes tonight, we gon' celebrate life
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| Oh tonight, we gon' have a party
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| Yes tonight, everyone is right
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| If even just tonight
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| It’s a party, it’s a party, it’s a party
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| I’m getting kush, taking shots, get it started
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| They like, «Did you hear that song with Flocka and Stephen Marley?»
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| I’m doing donuts in the parking lot in my Ferrari
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| I love my people, I do this for my people
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| See the evil, why we need to be illegal?
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| And hella reefer, fall asleep, and wake up to the reaper
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| Take a leap of faith, lose the hate and love your people
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| I make beats and smoking doobies chillin' in Jamaica
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| Cross me and I’mma introduce you to your maker
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| I can’t hear these suckers scheming, I know they some haters
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| You can copy the machine or make the paper
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| Or you could be original, reach pinnacles
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| Alcohol and kush, that’s my vitamins and minerals
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| Chilling with my girl, skinny dipping in the swimming pool
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| I do it to the maximum, you keep it to the minimum
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| (Flocka, Flocka)
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| So tonight we gon' have a good time
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| Yes tonight, we gon' celebrate life
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| Oh tonight, we gon' have a party
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| Yes tonight, everyone is right
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| If even just tonight |