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to fake it, nothing can replace it
Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby (M-J-B)

I got a question for ya
See I already know the answer
to fake it, nothing can replace it
Call the radio if you just can't be without your baby (M-J-B)

I got a question for ya
See I already know the answer
Bugatti (Remix!)

I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti

Fresh, whips
Candy on that money dip
Five hundred, I'm hood rich
Put in
Bugatti (Remix!)

I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti

Fresh, whips
Candy on that money dip
Five hundred, I'm hood rich
Put in
Bugatti (Remix!)

I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!)
I woke up in a new Bugatti

Fresh, whips
Candy on that money dip
Five hundred, I'm hood rich
Put in
I keep it doin' it again
Oh, I'm doin' it again
Yes, I'm doin' it again
I said it would end

Remix, rising up out of the flames like a phoenix
[Chorus]
I keep it doin' it again
Oh, I'm doin' it again
Yes, I'm doin' it again
I said it would end

Uh, remix, rising up out of the flames
promise you will be a better man
But no soon as you see your peeps
There you go switching out on me
And we're back at square one again

[Nas]
Don 3,
!)
Now get, jiggy with it, (Remix!!) now get, jiggy with it, (jiggy with it)

Now catch us 2 stepping, I got my goons rapping (dip set!)
We turn the V-I
The Bussa Buss take why'all {niggaz} all on a trip now 
See there's a couple thingz that we can really explore now 
Show love, and we can put your face
!)
Now get, jiggy with it, (Remix!!) now get, jiggy with it, (jiggy with it)

Now catch us 2 stepping, I got my goons rapping (dip set!)
We turn the V-I
this is what I do)
(I'm of the) hood (This the remix)
And if you feel me put your hands up Hood (put em up, put em up, put em up)
My hood niggas can
never whither
Mount St. Helens swellin
Refreshin fearsome rebellious sellin death to ya eardrums
I'm never tellin, diary, just a firey felon
Coughins
the streets, and I'ma leave your muthafuckin' bitch naked
FJ 560, the five ride with me (we got honeys, y'all)
I got some mamis in the club want to slide with
there's a freeway
To memorize expense, in some ways
You never catch your breath.
But ignore it and we'll see how bad it gets.
Eventually we'll meet again
as if you're here
Your tender touch, your warm embrace
And though it's been so many years
I still can see your face

We're all just prisoners of time
buy us, to see one of us change
Or say that they might bye us, and leave us yet again
For a gain like pills on the banners of your screen
Know
You'se a baffoon, caught up in your own cocoon
Leave your head rest maroon
Drunk heavy in the side street saloon
Til' I figured it out, to the 3rd
I guess the lies called your name again
The black you keep inside
Reared its ugly head again
I wash my hands this time

[Chorus]
If I never see
if a nigga wouldn't rep me
First I undress ya then I'm jumping off the dresser
I see you like my money girl I give you a lecture
That ass so fine
goes by and I'm still holding on
Waiting for the day when you come home
If you ever change your mind again
I will greet you like a long lost friend
a five-star chick
I want a five-star chick

It's your boy Yo Gotti, I do grade A shit
I'm the realist nigga walkin'
And this the remix and still I'm out
the phattest whip
And run her all night, like a burger with a chip
And if it's all good then i feature it again
Like a fix remix, (if you need a fix)
See you
look down and lept off the dock,
See if you can guess where X marked the spot
The capital was buried at sea in a cursed cave,
Only one mile from where
last night,
In the light,
With your little nipples protruding through your little see-thru thingie, and I just said, "My god,
My god, I gave my sperm