| They used to bitch about me
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| They didn’t hear me though
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| Yeah right
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| They used to point the finger
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| Used to doubt me — but not any more
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| Cause they know I’m flippin'
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| Every head like
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| Like fingers flippin'
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| Twenty twenty cents like
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| Yeah right
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| Something you can swear by
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| I’ve lit up every head like
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| My fingers flickin' headlights
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| Bada bing
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| Bring a bit of boom
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| Sippin' tin cans
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| Chillin' on a stoop
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| Listenin' to Nickelback
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| Shoulda been to Snoop
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| Now I’m letting pop rock
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| Piss me off
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| Copy cat a clone
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| But homie I don’t give toss
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| Let me do my thing and you can do your own
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| Throw your wedding rings in my shark pool
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| Try to bring a winner home
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| Fuck an art school
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| I’m the indigo, skin and bone
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| Probably got more talent in my little toe
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| If you didn’t know the pinnacle
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| I’m thinkin' big
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| Is this sinkin' in?
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| I’m a fricking sponge
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| If you’re trippin' on opinions of a critic
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| Lemme interrupt
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| Ill as fuck
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| Kiss the sun
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| Been a minute innit
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| I’m just tryna' bring it in a bit of love
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| They used to bitch about me
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| They didn’t hear me though
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| Yeah right
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| They used to point the finger
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| Used to doubt me — but not any more
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| Cause they know I’m flippin'
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| Every head like
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| Like fingers flippin'
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| Twenty twenty cents like
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| Yeah right
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| Something you can swear by
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| I’ve lit up every head like
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| My fingers flickin' headlights
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| Cause they know I’m flippin'
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| Every head like
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| Like fingers flippin'
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| Twenty twenty cents like
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| Yeah right
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| Something you can swear by
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| I’ve lit up every head like
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| My fingers flickin' headlights
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| All my life
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| We’ve all been there
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| Porcupine in a waterbed
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| My glory box is the space and time
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| Inside my Portishead
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| Dummy
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| We swarm like bees to honey
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| Greed for money
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| Talk is cheap
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| That’s why we can afford to dream
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| That’s why we are chalk and cheese
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| Pause and breathe
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| These aren’t important things
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| Catch my drift like falling leaves
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| That caught the breeze of autumn winds
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| Stack my chips, pay it forward
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| So before I call it quits
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| Make my fortune out of stories that I made while I was
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| Bored as shit
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| Call me born again
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| I be reborn again
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| More baller than the Phoenix Suns
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| Cause when the sky is falling in
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| I rise up like the phoenix does
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| Feel my buzz
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| Turn them suckers down
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| Geez this weed is loud
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| Turnt as fuck
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| We burnin' up the clouds
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| They used to bitch about me
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| They didn’t hear me though
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| Yeah right
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| They used to point the finger
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| Used to doubt me — but not any more
|
| Cause they know I’m flippin'
|
| Every head like
|
| Like fingers flippin'
|
| Twenty twenty cents like
|
| Yeah right
|
| Something you can swear by
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| I’ve lit up every head like
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| My fingers flickin' headlights
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| Cause they know I’m flippin'
|
| Every head like
|
| Like fingers flippin'
|
| Twenty twenty cents like
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| Yeah right
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| Something you can swear by
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| I’ve lit up every head like
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| My fingers flickin' headlights |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Yeah Right, artist - Tuka. Album song Life Death Time Eternal, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп