Тональность: B minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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I said it's D dot D A double L A S
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She just thinking LMFAO, tell
that she ain't well impressed
Cause we ain't on telly yet,
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ain't getting those spins like
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Rihanna or Umbrella yet,
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so she acting celibate
But I'm in my element,
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I don't take that shit to heart
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I like proving them wrong just
to make myself look smart
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They see the future as a blur to me,
is looking sharp
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My money's on me,
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you should get in from the start
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So we order 4 shots of raw
Jäger, while the bottle pours
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Think of how it's gonna feel,
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when you know you got it all
Cause we on the bottom floor,
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looking at the top and all
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People say we crazy,
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but they just bet on all the balls
They just wish for things
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to fall into their lap
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I'm on a mission for it I won't sleep
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and pause until it happens
Baby quit your chit and chatter,
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yap and kick back and handle the shot
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In a couple years you won't be
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lieve you meet us in this spot
So you should take a picture,
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caaaaa chick
Take a flick,
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before the world's up on this shit
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And say this... You were
down when they weren't
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When no one gave a damn what we did
Here we are,
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pouring out shots at the bar
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Swearing one day we'll be stars...
Take a flick,
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before the world's up on this shit
So take a flick,
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remember it in a couple years
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When you see dudes, resembling us
Then run and tell your friends that you met us,
We poured some drinks and
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party till the sun came up
See it ain't even a thing,
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that we ain't being a bang
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And I ain't really no singer,
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ain't really no king
I'm just a simple man,
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just tryin' to do really big things
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From the land flightless birds,
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'bout to grow really big wings
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And girl I really do think that truth comes
out the more that we drink
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Wouldn't tell you this stuff other
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wise I'd probably feel stink
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But you caught me on an off day,
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or is it an on day
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Shit, I dont even know
its been a long day
Driving past the bombay,
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plus one for my lady friend
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Make a mental note of this,
things won't be the same again
When you see our names again,
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they gonna be up in lights
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Then this here'll be history,
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for now is just another night
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So take a picture, caaaaa chick
Take a flick,
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before the world's up on this shit
Em
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And say this... You were
down when they weren't
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When no one gave a damn what we did
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Here we are, pouring out shots at the bar
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Swearing one day we'll be stars...
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Take a flick, before the world's up on this shit
Outro 1
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