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They all wanna be me Sipping on that good life, flying They all wanna be me Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be me Good life, flying Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be, wanna be me I got the power to win My title I will defend Take the crown, like a man, call 'em Maywheatheren I'm nothing less then a ten That's why your man wanna sin If I let him, let him then they'll wanna do it again You see me stunting like, you wanna live my life I do it big??? I'm super fly, fly You live a lie, lie I knock them all of like I did a drive by I would like your life like you and the mic Pop off and I might Make you say goodnight Samantha Cane on them Long kiss Say something slick Get a double fist and kick to the ribs Sharp shooter baby girl, never miss Gotta be tough with a little edge I'm always on point like a ballpoint pen If you wanna be a boss, gotta do it like this First class flights, champagne life They wanna be me I'm just like Mike They all wanna be me Sipping on that good life, flying They all wanna be me Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be me Good life, flying Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be, wanna be me Ain't gotta do much When I wake up My style is flawless Like it's air brushed I'm fearless I move like air does I'm spitting that realness They listen like air buds Get it popping like ba-ba-ba Turn around, make it drop drop drop Da-de-da-da-da-de-da-da I tear it up I tear it, I tear it up I see you can't get enough I'm hot, I'm 'bout to combust Now the roofs on fire, fire Everybody put their hands up higher, higher Swinging from the chandelier like Sia, Sia You can never be my peer I'mma syair, syair Your pockets stuck My dollars, I throw them up I got this, bro sick of me, fever and throwing up We can rock in the drop with the top off, fly Don't blink cause I do it non stop They all wanna be me Sipping on that good life, flying They all wanna be me Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be me Good life, flying Dropping hundreds in the club like nothing They all wanna be, wanna be me
Writer(s): Panauh Kalayeh, James John Desmond, John Peter Jr Eugenio Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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