| Ya-uh-yeah
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| I feel so good
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| Yeah, let’s go
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| We ain’t rockin' no shell toes
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| Fly Giuseppes, got brimstones on my Velcro
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| Strapped, lookin' like Michael Jackson walkin'
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| Don’t be mad at me because you let yourself go
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| My gat too big to let my belt show
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| (But you got a gold belt on?) Hell no
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| But these chicks think I’m rich, they be screamin' Rittz when I’m on stage,
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| like they at a Chippendales show
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| Got real dough, 18 karats on my deed, I see my future clear
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| Been all around the world here’s a souvenir
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| I’m in Aruba with the coolest scuba gear (you mean scuba gear?)
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| Yeah homie, dive in, I be in the penthouse in Sydney
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| Chillin' on the balcony, grillin' out
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| No more Applebees, eatin' Wafflehouse, or Denny’s (what you even havin' for
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| dinner?)
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| No, I’m so 2017 (right)
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| Call me Young Johnny, call me Lil' Rittz
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| Even if I’m broke you could still feel rich
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| Hundred dollar bills, and the millions, brilliance
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| Gotta show Brazilians (Rittz keep it real, pimp)
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| Even when you feel pinned to the ground
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| Ceilings can be broke through, old school
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| Gold tooth, shinin' when I’m smiling you can get a little glimpse
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| I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
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| People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
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| I was holdin' my composure knowin' I was next to blow
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| Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
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| From mornin' to the nightfall
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| From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
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| Mornin' to the nightfall
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| I’m higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
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| From the mornin'
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| Am I broke? |
| No
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| Can I get the paper by the boatload?
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| Doing him a favor when I’m rockin' out later
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| Alligator on my shoes and boots
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| And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
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| ('Cause you a pimp?) Well I think I is
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| I get drunk and I think I is
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| I like to drink my whiskey in a tall glass with a short straw
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| They pay me but they short ya’ll (Okay)
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| I boat costa from Costa Rica
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| Better get the holes open, it’s supposed to freak ya
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| They ain’t 'sposed to see ya, they 'sposed to be ya
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| A chariot on my penis (Whatchu mean by that?)
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| Rojo, when I chose to be a, never lovin' no hoes, never goin' there
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| But I’ma shoto, can get everything, I rock a Manolo
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| But it’s a no no, don’t take that picture like a photo
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| (I see you bro)
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| Then get the pot and go Doe Doe quick
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| I get O’s from the Pogo stick (They think they all so slick)
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| They call Rittz while we both go pimpin'
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| Our names on the oval blimpin'
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| And it’s so simple, they bow to us both like temples
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| Our names are all in they dentals (All ya’ll ballin' now, huh?)
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| But we don’t pay no rent and all I know is I went
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| I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
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| People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
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| I was holdin' my composure knowin' I was next to blow
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| Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
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| From mornin' to the nightfall
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| From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
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| Mornin' to the nightfall
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| I’m higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
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| From the mornin' to the nightfall
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| See me workin', I’ve been waitin' on the high call
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| Been away from home for so Goddamn long but nobody ever tell me that my hyped
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| called (that's poppin')
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| This is the path I’ve been bustin' my ass to keep on and get loose (word)
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| Waitin' for moments like this since way back when I was just a youth
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| Back then it was carnival, with a couple bars you could top it all
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| Spit shine on the track call me Armor All
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| And walk off with a life size Barbie doll, I’m like damn
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| My degree in high school came a couple clicks late
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| But I never took a break and I never changed pace
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| Lookin' back I never thought I would be livin' this great
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| (You mean you rich?) Well not exactly
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| I mean I’m in a band, I don’t mean like Backstreet
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| I mean we juice it like a bunch a Russian athletes
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| All full of acne at a fuckin' track meet (Ha, I feel you)
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| You be thinkin' that I made it over night, you may wanna check in on the right
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| call (Word)
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| None of it is oversight, if you don’t believe me you just wait until the
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| nightfall
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| I went from strugglin' every day to gettin' dough
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| People said I’d never make it, I should let it go
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| I was holdin' my composure knowin' I was next to blow
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| Everybody, every day, and we be fresh from head to toe
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| From mornin' to the nightfall
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| From the mornin' to the nightfall (aw, yeah)
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| Mornin' to the nightfall
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| I’m higher than a fly ball shinin' like a light bulb
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| From the mornin' to the nightfall |