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Crazy scene [Asher Roth] And I don't know how to feel When this Dream of mine used to be so real I would anything just to sign a deal But now I trade it all for
Asher Roth] And I don't know how to feel When this Dream of mine used to be so real I would anything just to sign a deal But now I trade it all for a
a graduate A study hard and save the party for the holidays Diplomatic with dem Diploma And them bound fi great Because dem nah pick up no matic and a
didn't have to wait in line Niggas buy her watches just for making time Fake say "give it up" never had to ask They call her the stick up girl that never
You Niggas See The Figures Don't Add Up To The Claims You Sam Kinnison You Just Screaming Names My Brother My Partner For Real Like The Wayans Plus Everything
to take down Break down, tray pound, eight rounds He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get up There's only one
it ain't luck? (damn) Sister's been bought up, yes I'm caught up The Fabolous player about to get his sport up Like for real [Chorus - Usher] This
Make you save that gangsta role for the camera man F-A-B, you preferably Don't wanna F wit me Please believe it I'm definately, as responsible For gettin
to kill, we official And switch to get rich now we after the meals Hard times got cakes for 3 When it's havin a bundle we break bread for the safe and
it costs Pour out a little liquor for the loved ones that we lost You ain't gotta wait for the album I don't fuck with The Source But I turn up my Eazy
Up, Clap It Up Clap It Up Now Now Clap It Up, Clap It Up Clap It Up Now Now Clap It Up, Clap It Up Clap It Up Now Now Clap It Up, Clap It Up Clap It Up
Before He Wake Up, Approaching, Hopefully, She Gon Be Bout It, Cause Real Talk Shawty Sho Nuff Got It, What It Is Baby? [Chorus] [Break:] She Got It
always say what the hell does it mean? P is for the people who can't understand How one real nigga became a real man S is for the way I skeet in they
time for silly games Only real bitches, not sorry lames (Ha ha!) So it's up to you, either hang on or stroll on! (My man ain't got no time for no motherfuckin
ve done the right thing like you knew we would Because we are here for your dancing pleasure With our microphones, cause that's what we treasure Now the man
in the night I'm leaving when I like) Raise your cups and glasses Hope for real romance to come true (Make a toast to the vandals) (Make the most of your love for
came up, there's only one way up hold ya head and stay up, to all my niggas get ya pay and weight up [Kastro] If it's on then it's on, we break beat-