Rolling down the street,
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Diggin' the wind in my window
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'Cause today we be high rollin'
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High rollin' baby.
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Life aint what it seems,
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Too many people thinking money is the way to get free.
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Time is golden.
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Time is golden, you crazy?
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Yo girl you're so sweet,
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Too busy dancing to the rhythm to be shuffling your feet.
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Hey where you going, hey where you going now lady?
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These walls talk to me.
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There's a world outside so why'm i let them trap in me?
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See i'm a going, see i'm a going to baby.
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And all i ever did was waste my time,
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Sat upon my porch but i'm feelin' fine.
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The time goes but the memory still shows,
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So for now i guess i'm getting me another one,
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So it seems.
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Rollin' down the road,
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There's an old man sitting where the pothole goes.
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He's aware, he's aware of what's real.
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Told me to move slow,
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Too many people rush then they lose their flow.
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For sure we're, for sure we're not i feel.
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Yo girl you're so nice,
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The way you move so crazy girl it's just not right.
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I don't care, i don't care what i steal,
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If it makes you right.
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Why're my legs feeling heavy when my head is light?
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Yo there, yo there is my deal.
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So It Seems
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| The Beautiful Girls |
