(Verse 1)
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Well it’s beginning to look alot
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Like y’all follow my every step
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Take no tone how I rap
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What else would you expect
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They say that money talks in these streets
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If money talks then who say the most and who say the least
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That’s it if you can and if you can’t choke
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Ironically the ones who can’t the ones who came close
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They tell me this how the city really supposed to feel
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Tattoo my name on your checkbook that will let me know it’s real
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Listen, hatin is a decision
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I normally stay in the cup but some people hate the incision
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Tell you about the suspicion, I ain’t gettin commission
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And tell you how well and different they do in my position
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Abort the mission
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They say they could, they would, they should’ve did that
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If it’s 15 minutes of fame, where your minutes at?
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What have you ever done? what have you ever did?
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It’s rhetorical , don’t answer that ’cause you know what it is
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(Hook)
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When you moving on up everybody wanna roll
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They say they love me but I can never be sure
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So you know, you know ,I elevate on these hoes
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Elevate on these hoes
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They be talking about me everywhere they go
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But they don’t say when they see me in the streets though
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So you know, you know ,I elevate on these hoes
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Elevate on these hoes
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(Verse 2)
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Tell you fade I say you can’t win
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What’s good a hussle when your mentality caged in
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I pull up on the parking right up in the pavement
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Step out and look and be stuck in my own amazement
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And that feeling still ain’t for feeling
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Millions on top of millions, you gon become the villain
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You see this one room apartment when we was living
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This is why I’m claustrophobic and ride away at the ceiling
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Guess who calling my number, sitting in her pajamas
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Feeling like it’s Obama that I ain’t given her number
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Tapping that like a drummer, turning that into a comma
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And staying somewhere in the winter but feeling like it’s the summer
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Hold up, the garage is big as the court
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How you learn how to ball and not even get into sport
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Decorated the grill made it look like an SP
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But you can’t see the front when you’re in the rear trying to catch me
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(Hook)
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When you moving on up everybody wanna roll
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They say they love me but I can never be sure
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So you know, you know ,I elevate on these hoes
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Elevate on these hoes
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They be talking about me everywhere they go
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But they don’t say when they see me in the streets though
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So you know, you know ,I elevate on these hoes
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Elevate on these hoes
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(Verse 3)
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See I came up on that Scarface
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And I came up on that Cass
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That Pimpsy and that Bun B the professors of my class
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When I made your deal head came through who came up on the last
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Same person that had taught you how to come up on that cash
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They say that flattery’s what you get from an imitator
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Get birth to all my haters I shouldn’t have paid for your labor
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When you turn to the savior and never ask for a favor
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Watch people that never gave you a favor act like they made you
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But I gotta get mine, even get on the rotation
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Gots to stray thrill never been an imitation
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Never stop lying ’cause there come the complications
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Broke the boys off ,call it weak intimidation
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Look in my eyes trying to tell you what you facing
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Out then outside it’s a legend in the making
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Watch where I slide in the elevated door
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Elevate on these hoes
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Elevate on these hoes
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Elevate
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| Chamillionaire |
