[Intro: Ol' Dirty Bastard]
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I'm so happy, you know um
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You know I looked at the crowd and you know I
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I look at my fans, I look at their faces, they expressions
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And I know that damn well
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We are some partying mother fuckers
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[Verse 1: ASAP Rocky]
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Tired of these rappers, tired of these jackers
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Tired of these dances by these backpackers
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And I'm sick of all these hipsters
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I'm sick of phony niggas
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I'm sticking to these bitches, cause I'm sick of all these sisters
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I'm sick and tired of tryna survive, I'm sick tired of my environment
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I'm sick and tired of feeling deprived, I'm one of a kind, when in my climate
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I'm sick and tired of your facade and all of your lying and all your diamonds
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I'm basically sick and tired of feeling sick and tired (ASAP)
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Born in money makin' Manhattan
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Every nigga on my block wanna be a main attraction
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Shout my nigga? shout my nigga Madre
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If you disrespect them niggas then I'm polishin' the nadre
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And I'm coming to your casa for your madre and padre
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Comprende? Most of these niggas been gay or they strange
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They say I sound like Andre mixed with Kanye
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Little bit of Max, little bit of Wiz, little bit of that, little bit of this
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Get off my dick
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[ASAP Rocky:]
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I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
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I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
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Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
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Ain't on stage behind the scene
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I'm probably mixing lean
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Chilling with my niggas, with my team
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Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
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Take a sip with me
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[Verse 2: Main Attrakionz]
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Once again Mr. Back selling crack
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It's the how to keep it real nigga music on the map
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Street raps, new face, sampled with no craze
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Dousing myself cause I don't think the world can relate
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To my surprise everyone does, so have faith
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Half of the other side don't live it they push play
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The young illest alive, Harlem world to the Bay
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It feels good waking up to money in the bank
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Cause last year it was shoe box and lint
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I only write raps just to give you niggas hits
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Every verse a gift, as you smoke like a chimney
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My album coming November, that's 20 years of memory
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And that's assuming I'm a live that long
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If I don't, don't cry cause I ain't live that wrong
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Just an artist in a purest form, I live that song
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An artist in a purest form, I live that song, Bambi
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[ASAP Rocky:]
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I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
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I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
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Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
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Ain't on stage behind the scene
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I'm probably mixing lean
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Chilling with my niggas, with my team
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Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
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Take a sip with me
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[Verse 3: Main Attrakionz]
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Why fuss? I rather fuck, treat her like my enemy
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I just wanna bus, 7 deuce, waitin' on the bus
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Before the boys bend the corner, tryna make a bust
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Tryouts I'm tryna make the buss
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Purple and the green got me on stuck
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So I 2 step, move my foot and keep it pushin'
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Always bouncin' back, got it keep the cushion
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And that's somethin' fat, like eatin' all the puddin'
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ASAP we got it slap, bruh good lookin'
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Fuck that, ASAP where I come from
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4 5 6, ice city slums
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Weed in my pocket, coke in his tongues
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Buying swisher sweets, no more honey buns
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Fresh white tee, bright like the sun
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Only nigger round here rockin michigan
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[ASAP Rocky:]
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I'm in yo hood, you ain't got no ticket
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I'm a down to earth nigga, we could kick it
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Take a hit with me, take a hit with me
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Ain't on stage behind the scene
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I'm probably mixing lean
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Chilling with my niggas, with my team
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Why don't ya come and take a sip with me
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Take a sip with me
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Leaf
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Asap Rocky |