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[Chorus: ~Big Sean~] |
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Yeah this was meant to be* |
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I came in the world knowing nothing was for free |
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So you gon pay for her and she gon pay for me |
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My life is the shit I guess that this was meant for me |
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[Repeated:] |
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Tell a bitch to tell her friend |
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To tell her friend to tell a hoe |
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I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical |
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Hundred inch dick yep and twenty pound genitals |
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So you gon have to stay there til my secretary tell you enter hoe. |
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Tell a bitch to tell her friend |
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To tell her friend to tell a hoe |
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Tell a bitch to tell her friend |
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To tell her friend to tell a hoe |
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Tell a bitch to tell her friend |
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To tell her friend to tell a hoe |
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I have been the realest since the doc came out umbilical |
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Hundred inch dick yep and twenty pound genitals |
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So you gon have to stay there til my secretary tell you enter hoe. |
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[Verse 1: ~Big Sean~] |
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Stack that paper |
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Stack it stack it stack it up some more |
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Give me everything I want then I'm asking for some more |
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I'm smoking up on that tropical charlie green [? ] |
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Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold |
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I'm who these girls is tryna know jumping off Jeronimo |
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They tell me I'm the best and I ain't even trying hoe |
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See me I'm into hoes that's into hoes |
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So now I'm in two hoes, real shit boy |
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You don't drink, more for me |
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We chillin out with niggas can't afford to be |
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Look baby girl you better act accordingly |
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Cause I see [? ] but sorry there's no more of me |
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[Chorus] |
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[Verse 2: Big Sean] |
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Ca-ca-ca-catch me if you can |
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Cause I might go from plane to whips |
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Cause money is hand to hand |
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And I be shining neck to wrist |
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And your girl want mouth to mouth |
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And I make her get neck to dick |
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Cause she just want connections with a nigga that's connected |
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Bitch, I'm who they want be, want see, want see |
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Used to tell me everything I want be |
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You gon be, fucking with piranha's and they want eat |
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But somehow I just turn the tide like laundry |
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Oooh, and now my life is beautiful |
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I'm a boss bitch you should come and grab a cubicle |
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Look and I remain until my funeral |
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Stand up nigga like I'm in front of the urinal |
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[Chorus: Big Sean] |
