Wake up in my king size bed
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Girls all around me
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Eyes all red
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The true life of a player kid
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It's nice to wake up to a naked bitch
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Got the finest clothes, diamond toes
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Goin to sleep on a pile of dough
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Liquers, phantoms, yards, mansions
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Piff in the cannons
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House in the hamptons
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(Livin it up)
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Big parties every night
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This is the life of the paradise
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My main man twist done told'em right
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I make'em celebrities over night
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Grammys, oscars, starin in movies
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Gotta pool house, 4 cars, and jacuzzis
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On my way up, gettin my cake up
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Wake up
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It was just my imagination,
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Runnin away with me
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It was just my imagination
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Runnin away
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I got groupies, who got groupies
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An I buy a new car every two weeks
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My chain got diamonds in it
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And my whip got a diamond finish
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Got the mtv j-j-jam of the week
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Sign autographs when I stand in the street
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Plus I been all over B.E.T.
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Columbia records, and D.T.P.
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Both want me to sign to their label
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Plus I got my own channel on cable
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Always fresh courtside, best view
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Kanye west and beats from the neptunes
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Stackin cream, magazines
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Kids dressed like me on halloween
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They lovin my mixtapes
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Money like bill gates
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I'm on top and it feels great
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It was just my imagination,
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Runnin away with me
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It was just my imagination
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Runnin away
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Just My Imagination
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| Mac Miller |
