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Yeah man, I just got home man... yeah |
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I was on tour with Prince and them |
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I did 32 shows with James Brown |
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Madonna just got home too, we all just got off tour |
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We have three buses, followin' each other |
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Yeah... Ah |
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Flamboyant status, Don Cornelious called me up on Soul Train |
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Lavish livin' with diamonds... limo service |
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Big Continental Lincoln bringin' me to LAX |
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Fans by the millions, catrillions |
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Tickets sold about two million |
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At the Great Western Forum I had somethin' for 'em |
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Headlinin' over Toto and 702, Lil' Kim and Foxy |
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Openin' up for the big rock star with a hot car |
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On stage like the Shilights, legendary with bright lights |
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Signin' autographs for the Warner Brothers and the Def Jam staff |
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Sooped up to the max with a platinum Brahmin, fog lights |
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Excitin', girls scream for me like Elvis |
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I'm all shook up with the hook up |
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32 shows in the United States booked up |
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European tours, walkin' in gold hotels with marble floors |
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Private jets, Michael Jordan my plane is startin' to boardin' |
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Bank of America, versatile, make the teller smile |
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Cashin' four hundred thousand dollar checks |
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To buy a boa constrictor to sit around my neck |
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Travel with sound crew thats comin' from SoundView |
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Keith Korg, last name Burtman, don't wanna hurt men |
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While managers walk out we jerk men |
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I move up with thrust, that's right... I'm out there |
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[Chorus] |
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Yeah, you know when I was a kid, my mama used to tell me.. |
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Don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad |
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When I was a kid, my mama used to tell me.. |
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Don't you be So Bad, don't be So Bad, don't be So Bad |
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[Silver Synth] |
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Silv Synth, the slickest lane struck with this |
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Famous frame, plus I mack a million, chameleon |
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Identity switch pitch, never re-glitching, gamin' on 'em |
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Top models I'm gainin' on 'em |
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Trainin' 'em to have me nuttin' solid as titanium |
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Wasn't frontin' when I started slangin' 'em |
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I mean, I put 'em on, with the need to alc 'em on, now I'm spawnin' 'em |
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A new breed of poontang and now I'm flauntin' 'em |
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On the boulevard hard, touch my girl get scarred |
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This pimp thang - got me holdin' heat and everythang |
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Pushin' Ferrari's, kitted out, small diamonds - fit 'em out |
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Rocked up and head swoll, though I couldn't get locked up |
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On a roll, if it wasn't a Silver thang it'd be gold |
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I'm up now, but wish I took ear to what I was told |
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(Blaow, blaow, blaow!) |
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[Chorus] |
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[Kool Keith] |
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A.J. Lester, slacks with Stetson's, holdin' down the fort |
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Ridin' up the Westside Highway with a European model |
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Drivin' a frost white Cadillac El Daradoe |
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With an African-Asian from Zimbabwe, I'm doin' it my way |
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With a strip club I own in a 914 zone |
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Back from Detroit, excalibur with the fish tail |
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My personal chauffeur named Ismael |
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Pullin' long haul - |
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Bringin' 20 pairs of sneakers I bought from the Fox Hills Mall |
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World tour, supported by Budweiser for the best man, talkin' to a Sennheiser |
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Commercials on Channel 2 with girls from Spain, Lampin, and Peru |
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Callin' my man from Alaska named Tom who live in a igloo |
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Cellular phone from J&J, livin' day to day |
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Shoppin' bags on 5th Avenue with a dark black Maxi |
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With BET on the phone, my room is chrome |
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Pearl bathroom by the glass room |
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Much cubic space livin' on Payton Place |
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[Chorus] |
