Baby, you don't have to go to Rome
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To see dad - I'm here!
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Turned this party into a Harlem Shake (shake it, shake it)
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After a night with us, you need a bady bag (bad bag)
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The girls are getting lower, they took off the top (me, me)
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I won't believe it if she says "No"
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Glued me all night, but I shaved it off to zero
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I'm not trying to do evil, but I hurt
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They burn with us, the foam from the "shampoo" will give
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Put out a burning ass - fact, fact, fact (three)
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Ferragamo belt on the waist. |
Yes, I'm on a roll like Holyfield
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We drained all the tropics (wow), but I'm like new (fresh)
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Dollars, dollars, Chelsea Bottega - no lightning
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All the people stood on their heads as if it were my farewell
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I strain the press (and what?) - the pack has become thicker (okay)
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I love money, but when I spend it, I don't miss it at all
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So it's not love. |
(What?) Well, sometimes it seemed (ha-a)
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So I'm dropping everything. |
I don't regret it - fuck it!
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance, dance, dance, pause
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance, dance... flames!
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Turned this party into a Harlem Shake (shake it, shake it)
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After a night with us, you need a bady bag (bad bag)
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The girls are getting lower, they took off the top (me, me)
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I won't believe it if she says "No"
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This kitty is good, but she is a yard breed
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So someone is feeding her. |
So someone is feeding her
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I know how to make eyes, but I don't stick to this chick (fuck it!)
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If I decide to roll balls, then I knock down the skittles in two counts
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We blow balloons like I'm small
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Hanging out in the building for the whole holidays!
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Banks on a box are not graffiti
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Put away the cameras, bitch, you're crazy
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There is a line on the pipe - yes, this is chemistry
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A little frost for my wiggers
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Long to the finish line - you're already blue
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Exactly, exactly, exactly, exactly!
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I don't take this chance
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If you want - take it, boy
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Easy ice rink, and-easy ice rink!
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Do you hear? |
This is Kanye speaking
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Everyone is standing on their heads, but there is not a single b-boy (break!)
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Yes, I became dope-free, but my homies can't
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance, dance, dance, pause
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Dance, dance, dance, dance
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Dance, dance... flames!
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Turned this party into a Harlem Shake (shake it, shake it)
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After a night with us, you need a bady bag (bad bag)
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The girls are getting lower, they took off the top (me, me)
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I won't believe it if she says "No" |