| You can be my motivation
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| Everything I need, I need
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| Don’t be scared, baby
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| Baby, love can’t hurt you
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| Love can’t hurt you
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| Can’t hear what these niggas talking about sayin' they’re dope
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| Cause I’m twice that ill
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| If this was the 80's we’d be diving fast, doing coke
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| Cause my life’s that real
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| They say what’s good, it ain’t always good for you
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| And when you live fast, normal shit it should bore you
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| When you’re a boss, you got niggas in the hood for you
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| And when you’re rich, you got a chef to cook your food for you
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| On the road gettin' blow, on the plane for some days
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| They say when I smoke illegal, I made a killin' off of this shit
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| That mean that crime pays
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| Bitches see the sparkles in the club and start givin' it up
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| Niggas see how these hoes all trippin' about those
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| So they start gettin' it
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| You can be my motivation
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| Everything I need, I need
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| Don’t be scared, baby
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| Baby, love can’t hurt you
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| Love can’t hurt you
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| Smoke weed like a Marl-ay
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| I’m boss and they do whatever I say
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| Treat everything like it’s Friday
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| And we’re rolling up weed like it’s Friday
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| Y’all ain’t really on the shit I’m on
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| 30 bottles in the club and you smell that strong
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| Smoking weed on the highway
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| Saying «fuck what you think, I did it my way»
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| My life’s still a dream to me, and I don’t wanna wake up
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| Dreams come true, I see, I became what I’m supposed to be
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| Passport missions, world-class musician
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| I’m on another high
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| Baby, take my hand so we can touch the sky
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| Now hop in my spaceship so we can fly way out
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| To a planet called Love where there’s no hatin' allowed
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| Where negative energy don’t even exist
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| Just close your eyes and enjoy the bliss of real love
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| You can be my motivation
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| Everything I need
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| Don’t be scared, baby
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| Baby, love can’t hurt you
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| Love can’t hurt you
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| Smoke weed like a Marl-ay
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| I’m boss and they do whatever I say
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| Treat everything like it’s Friday
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| And we’re rolling up weed like it’s Friday
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| Y’all ain’t really on the shit I’m on
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| 30 bottles in the club and you smell that strong
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| Smoking weed on the highway
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| Saying «fuck what you think, I did it my way» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Motivation , by - Terrace Martin. Song from the album 3ChordFold, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп