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You ain't got enough stamps in your passport to fuck with young H-O |
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International ... uugh ... |
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show ya young boys how to do this thing |
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Jay-Z - 30 Something |
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Kingdom Come |
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the maturation of Jay-zeey |
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check me out |
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30's the new 20 nigga I'm so hot still |
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better broad better au-to-mo-bile |
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bet a yard, nah bet a hundred mill |
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then by the songs end I probably start another trend |
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I know everything you wan do |
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I did all that by the age of 21 |
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by 22 I had that brand new Ack Coupe |
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I guess you can say that my legend just begun |
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I'm, young enough to know the right car to buy yet grown enough not to put rims on it |
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I got that six-duce with curtains so you can't see me and I didn't even have to put tints on it |
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I don't got the bright watch I got the right watch |
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I don't buy out the bar, I bought the night spot |
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I got the right stock |
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I ... got ... stockbrokers that's movin' it like white tops |
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I know you like fuck, this is child abuse |
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call D.Y.F.S., I might just be gettin' nicer |
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them young boys ain't ready for real |
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30's the new 20 niggia I'm so hot still |
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I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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I use to play the block like that (like that) |
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I use to carry knots like that (like that) |
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now I got black cards, good credit and such |
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bae boy, cause I'm all grown up |
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30's the new 20 nigga, I'm on fire still |
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these young boys is like a fire drills (uugh) |
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false alarms (uugh) |
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next don? (naah) |
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heen got- (on) |
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to the next one (Young) |
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I'm still here (yeah) |
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still here, like Mike gotta stop playin' with these children (yeah) |
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I'm a bully with the bucks |
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don't let the patten leather shoes fool you young'n, I got the fully in the tux |
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that was my past now I'm so grown up |
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I don't got one gun army, got a slum army |
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to hire a gun army, get you spun like laundry |
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and I'll be somewhere under palm trees calmly |
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listen to R&B when we get the call he's |
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no longer wit' us fire your babysitters |
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you lil' fucks fall back for real |
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30's the new 20 nigga, I'm so hot still |
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I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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I use to wear my hoodie like that (like that) |
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pile deep in the hoopty like that (like that) |
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now I got black cards, good credit and such |
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bae boy, cause I'm all grown up |
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Yall roll blunts, I smoke Cubans all day |
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yall young'ns chase, I'm Patron and it's straight |
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I like South Beach but I'm in San Tropez |
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yall drink Dom but not Rose' (hey) |
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your chick shop in the mall |
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my chick burnin' down Bergdorf's |
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comin' back with Birken Bags |
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your chick is like what type of purse is that? |
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I'm from the era where niggas don't snitch |
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you from the era where snitchin' is the shit |
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I'm afraid of the future (why?) |
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yall respect the one who got shot |
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I respect the shooter |
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yall go to parties to ice grill |
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I go to parties to party with nice girls |
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you young boys gotta chill |
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30's the new 20 nigga, I'm so hot still |
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I use to let my pants sag, not givin' a fuck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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I use to cruise the used car lot, put chrome on the truck |
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bae boy, now I'm all grown up |
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yeah we use to ball like that (like that) |
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Now we own the ball team, halla back (holla back) |
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now I got black cards, good credit and such |
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bae boy, cause I'm all grown up |
