Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
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Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
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Fuck a bitch if she ain't about that dough
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It's all that shit, I'm about that life
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I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
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I'm a bad motherfucker
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See I'm touts in the prouts, mean as a motherfucker
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I make the entrance on the scene like a motherfucker
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I say some things that's obscene about your mother's brother
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So say uncle but that don't mean that I'm undercover
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Chester molester, I ball like uncle fester
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You niggas ghetto and I got class like a professor, yes sir
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I was only 15 and had 25 lighters on the dresser
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I promise I'm a win, I can't loose to these assholes
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I'ma be playing leap frog over these tad poles
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And I'ma have my wife smiling at you mad hoes
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Taking off the news, peep in the bathroom
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Tell them niggas I'm seeing it like a sidekick, I'm
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Pressing the game, what you mean I wasn't invited, huh?
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Fuck your approval, I can see it when you biting me
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You could have told me that you like me
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Hold up nigga, I make the change first,
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I put the change on it, I make you flip it
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You put my name on it,
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Now who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Now who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Now homie tell me this, tell me this
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Who the meanest, pretties, baddest, ... round down
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who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
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Fuck a bitch if she ain't about that dough
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It's all that shit, I'm about that life
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I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
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I'm a bad motherfucker
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Showin off, just be glad that I showed up
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Sit back, relax, enjoy the motherfucking show, cousin
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I got your hoe buzzing, I know you mad
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But you keep cursing, you gonn get disintegrated into nothing, fuck him
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She ain't fucking with me, I got bitches in my dressroom that used to fuck with 50
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But now she want them country niggas, that's' right
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And you just rolling with a bunch of niggas,
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I ball out, bitch please, kiss the ring hoe
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The big 3, yeah, I made it through the hate
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My mind is a temple, you can't make it through the gates
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I ride for my people fam you in Florida state
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I survived through the hunger, they got mad when I ate
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I can't lie man I'm feeling great, I leave them with an empty plate
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Hold up nigga, I make the change first,
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I put the change on it, I make you flip it
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You put my name on it,
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Now who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Now who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Now homie tell me this, tell me this
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Who the meanest, pretties, baddest, ... round down
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who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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who am I, I'm a bad motherfucker jay
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Man I got my hands up high, seat down low
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Fuck a bitch if she ain't about that dough
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It's all that shit, I'm about that life
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I'm real, you ain't gotta think twice
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I'm a bad motherfucker.
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Who Am I
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| T-Pain |
