| No stupid
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| Don’t think too much, you gon' lose it
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| Just lose yourself in the music
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| Get off your ass and move that thang, girl
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| All my girls are my main girl
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| 'Round the world in them planes
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| 'Til they chains too strap to do range
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| 'Til they see how you walk and your strange look
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| Oh my God, I’m the bigshot now
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| Prima Donna had them like «wow!»
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| Hitchcock in my modern day
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| Where the fuck is my VMA?
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| Where the fuck is my Grammy?
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| Supermodels wearin' no panties
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| Supercar, not drivin' no Camry
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| Freshman but no rallies
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| My girlfriend looks like she’s from Gilmore
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| Dance on my dick like we from Fillmore
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| This my ghetto story, crescendo
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| Coupe with them same windows, limos
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| Wrong label had me in limbo
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| Too much info, we’re rich and prismo
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| Prolly loco, black as the Congo
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| Pay me pronto, wearin' snow camo
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| I’m on a new level
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| I am too cultured and too ghetto
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| If you knew better you’d do better
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| But then you would know by the word of my penis
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| Please do not treat me like I’m not a genius
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| I’m runnin' on empty, the new River Phoenix
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| I’m out in Bristol, bro from the ends got a pistol
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| The bro from the ends gonna get you
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These niggas won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| These hoes won’t hold me back
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| I was 'pose to meet you
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| Don’t tell my girls or I’ll creep through
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| I never see you
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| Can’t figure what I did to leave you
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| Everything’s see-through
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| Your official smile to see you
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| They can see you
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| Wish that I could see too |