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When was the last time we got to be 100% real, ya'll?
I don't want ya'll holding back nothing
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
We made a lot of magic
It's the only way we, we know
Let's keep the night fantastic
Light it up, tell me more, explore
We love, we love, we love the stars
We could fall so hard
The drinks, the minks, the jewels, the house, the cars
Why'd we ball so hard? Yeah
And I, I'm not afraid to fly
Here we are, in the air, barely breathing
And we're not afraid to die
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
We've got a lot of nerve, girl
We walk around here like we own this place
See my jewels dripping on my Timberlands
Stepping like a criminal, success is so imminent
Pink champagne, black Rolls Royce
Eggplant double breasted suit from Tom Ford
Bon voyage, left haters in the fog
Look up in the sky, bet you recognize a boss
Look into my eyes as I fantasize for us
Still actin' shy like this is summer class crush
Money comin' fast, I'm never in a rush, no
Plus another 20 in the tuck
Send me in a truck, another 40 on the wrist
Quarter-mill' on my mind got me livin' like I pitch
Dodging Robin Givens, balling like I'm Roger Clemens
Still in the game, uniform all linen
She get Chanel, ski trips to Vail
Only the highest grade, like trees that I inhale
And I, I'm not afraid to fly
Here we are, in the air, barely breathing
And we're not afraid to die
Who do we think we are?
Baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
Oh, baby, tell me, who do we think we are?
Who do we think we are?
I don't know about y'all, but I feel good tonight
There's something in the air tonight
You know, everyone needs someone to look up to
Why shouldn't it be us? Hey
Who do we think we are?
Tell me, who do we think we are? (Who do we think we are?)
Who do we think we are?
Tell me, who do we think we are?
This is our song
Our song for the future
Writer(s): Anthony Khan, Roosevelt Harrell, Gourdan Banks, William Roberts, John Roger Stephens, Dave Tozer, Kanye Omari West, Jean Knight
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