| Loving you, is all I wanna do
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| Loving you, is all I wanna do
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| Yeeah
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| Ugh
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| Ugh
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| Ugh
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| See I’ve been going on and on for ever
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| them haters probably wonder when I’m gone stop, never!
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| most of it’s been good but I’ve seen some bad weather
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| and niggas watching now, wouldn’t even give me an umbrella
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| but I aint tripping, I made a million on my own
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| may come to your surprise but I pictured it all along
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| when I was 16, finna get put out my home
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| now the man making money, my nigga, my money growing
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| and I can do what I what, went form being hated on
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| to niggas try to go down the same road I made it on
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| aint no love lost but aint no love shown
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| so now when niggas call I just don’t pick up the phone
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| I’m breaking down the weed, put it in the bong
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| blow a hundred racks, put it in the song
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| party every weekend, hardly ever home
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| don’t see me face to face so you have to talk about me when I gone
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| stay away from the fake or phoney (phoney)
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| niggas who can’t support their own
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| so keep pay me from the crowd
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| everybody wants to be the star of the show-ow-owww
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| the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
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| the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
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| the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
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| the show-ow-owww (ow-owww)
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| The drinks poured up, weed’s rolled up
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| and all my jewelery ice to piece froze up
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| I only like to see the hoes who keep their nose up
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| have any nigga in the World but she chose us
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| I remember them same hoes aint even notice us
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| get you to buy us a drink than its over cuz
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| we back around the time that she sober’d up
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| shit aint been the same since the limosuine showed up
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| the best moments of my life
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| never filled this much plastic off of Polo in my life
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| rarely gon to see, smoking with ya wife
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| plus anything you want I can afford to buy it twice
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| it’s the way we know, wake up in the morn'
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| like «where did all my paper go»
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| grow some more weed and get medicated
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| everyday is a holiday so we celebrated |