What a difference a day makes
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[Hook:]
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It's the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
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Pimp tight (pimp tight) world wide
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It's the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
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Outer space (Outer Space) Enterprise
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It's the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
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Live (live) from the (live) from the underground
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It's the return of 4eva ho (ho, ho)
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I'm talking once upon a (once upon a) time in the south
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[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T]
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It's the young K-R I-T
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Mackin' hoes like niggas with perms and gold teeth
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Candy paint, Caddie doors, high feel
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Gator toe fetish with diamonds against the wheel
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Like a pimp, never slack, never fold
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Shake 'em up, break 'em, and slam 'em like dominoes
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On the floor, by my notes, playa made,
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Replenishing these bitches with pimpin' like Gatorade
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Tailor made, super tight, Mr. B
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Lookin' for a diva to wide receiver a D
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Touch down, outta sight, let it go
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Comin' out hard
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[Hook]
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[Verse 2: Big Sant]
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Well, it's Big Sant bitch
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And I'm a mob type figure
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Comin' down on you hoes and you pussy ass niggas
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Forever international, sipping sake with my Asian gal
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My address is the winner's circle, you can hate me now
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Hotter than my leather in the summer with the windows up
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The word legend never get said 'less you mention us
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My speech is mink, I want it all plus the kitchen sink
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The whip white, time right, money green, pussy pink
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Yeah, you can do with that; think I'm lyin'
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Baby cho's on my poes, hoe I'm polished just to shine
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Add the blue blockers and gators and even Stevie could see
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So look at me, motherfucker, look at me
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[Hook]
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[Verse 3: Big Sant]
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Man I'm coming out harder than you could ever imagine
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Paper stackin', breaking mics, livin' the fastest (yeah)
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I keep dimes on deck like a bank teller
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Pimpin' so strong ain't shit that I can't tell her
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You ain't even on my radar ho
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I can't smell ya, can't see ya, don't know ya, partna'
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So you ain't special
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See we alumni, nigga, next level
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See me on top of the food chain, no pressure
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[Verse 4: Big K.R.I.T.]
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Now hold up, hold on
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Get with it bitch
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Throw money like hot potatoes
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Can't wait to get rid of this
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Emphasizing my emphasis
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Don't sleep on my lyricism
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Glow like the moon and stars
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Shine like a billion prisms
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See the vision clear as day
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Randy Savage with my mouthpiece
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Life coach, quite hard, lost hope, outreach
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Plenty done it but none can measure
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To the pace and the treble of a mother fucking rebel
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[Hook]
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Sounds easy, doesn't it?
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Return Of 4eva
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| Big KRIT |
