(feat. Diddy, T.I., Birdman, Young Dro)
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I wear a mean dark pair a shades
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(You know we can't have one a nuthin')
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(So we had to double up)
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You can't see my eyes unless my head is bent
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Dipset..
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REMIX!!!!
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[Chorus]
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We fly high, no lie, you know this (Ballin!)
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Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies)
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We stay fly, no lie, you know this (remix)
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Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus(Jones)
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[Jones]
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PC blowticious, Lamborghini, its on dishes
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From Harlem to Hollywood I'm still hood,
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500 horses stuffed in my Ferarri hood(Speedin)
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Fuck niggas talk bout MCs on my hills(Fuck em)
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Hip hop was dead and killa gave me the wheels(flee)
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Black car fever got this nigga feelin ill its the shop for a now nigga givin out deals
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(Its all about the Benjamen's baby)
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I'm flying off Lennox, in the Bentley all crazy(check)
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The roof top as I am showin my ass,
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I brought New York back ya niggas ain't got a chance(Remix)
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[Chorus]
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We fly high, no lie, you know this (Ballin!)
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Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies)
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We stay fly, no lie, you know this (remix)
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Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus
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[T.I.]
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I ain't gon' lie I'm fucked up ,Phil die then we all sad
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The only one thang gonna get us by and thats the ball game
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5 mil on the crib 50 on the dog tag, Cracks on the deal twenty mill
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you thought i gone mad, naw I had to gone Grab the spida at the red light,
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Blue florescent head light, you better get your bread right,
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You ain't a baller, you chase checks I check write, even wen its dark outside I bet my necks right?
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[Diddy]
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Hey ya hold up, pick a restaurant Chows or Chin Chin
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Now pick a car, which one I ain't been in,(Foreign)
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Pick a watch as long as the hand spinnin
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Pick a actress which one I ain't swim in(Wut Bout Tonight)
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The yachts still on the deck
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Retirement plan i dropped it on her neck
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I'm still spending old money , Benjamen's remix 10 Year go money mothafuckas
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[Chorus]
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We fly high, no lie, you know this (Ballin!)
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Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies)
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We stay fly, no lie, you know this (remix)
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Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus
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[Birdman]
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500 on the Bentley, 50 g's on the Caddy, 100 gs on my broad
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Cuz we both livin lavish
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Doin my thang wit this uptown swang
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Nigga get it how we live like money ain't a thang
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I be stunnin on them thangs everytime u see me Swang everytime u see me hang
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Best believe I got that thang.
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Pop up at the club nigga show them hoes love
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Cuz they kno we make it rain so they show us gangsta love
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[Young Dro]
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Its like Im skating on ice like Christie Yamaguchi
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Sit up in the Chevy eating blowfish sushi
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550 mint colored benz me n' Jin wit the back cab twins blowin out fluey
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Hair real block cuz u kno we gettin coofy,iceberg drop nigga now ridin goofy,
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28 inches in the air, kno I'm ballin cuz my whole Wrist pink and my neck kinda bluey (dro)
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[Chorus]
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We fly high, no lie, you know this (Ballin!)
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Foreign rides, outside, it's like showbiz (ladies)
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We stay fly, no lie, you know this (remix)
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Hips and thighs, oh my, stay focus
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We Fly High (Remix)
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| Jim Jones |
