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The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds
The sun shines bright in the old Kentucky home
'Tis summer, the people are gay;
The corn top's ripe and the meadow's in the bloom,
While the birds
(Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side)

[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen, fresh!

[T.I.]
T.I.P., hey!
I know a lot
(drops)
The candy painted cars wit' the chopped off tops (off tops)
Now put ya diamonds up against the wood wheel
Lean back or throw ya leather, chunk
ho-ome, let's go back to yesterday-ay-ay

I miss the hungry years, The once upon a ti-ime
The lovely long ago, We didn't have a dime
Those days of me
[Chorus: x2]
Money, hoes, cars and clothes
That's how all my niggaz know
Blowin dro, twenty-fo'
That's how all my niggaz roll

[T.I.]
In
We always gonna stay 'pon top always
Dis bad man you get shot, anyways
Bad man nuh tek back chat no day
Jamaican bad bwoy seh dat zigga, zigga
We
(Back, front back, fr-front back, fr-front back, side to side)

[Mannie Fresh]
Ladies and gentlemen, fresh!

[T.I.]
T.I.P., hey!
I know a lot
of Leon
    All She Wrote Lyrics
    by T.I.
    Hold It Against Me Lyrics
    by Britney Spears
    Born To Be Somebody Lyrics
    by Justin Bieber
{"Testify!"} 

[Styles P:] 
Time I testify, listen 
Why Malcolm get killed by the N.O.I.? 
I'm yellow but I'm dark for real 
And why nobody flip when
[Yung Joc + (alter ego):]
(Geyeah, let me introduce myself they call me Pak Man)
I makes it all about your cash man, get it by the pack man
(See me
back to the ? one time

I went from rolling wit' dem rocks on the block
To controlling my position at the top of every chart I will not stop
(We ride, we
of guns, more money up in that shit
Taz Arnold TI$A, Jeremy Scott Adidas
Maison Martin Margiella, three strap sneakers
Riding with a feature, student
vexation for me to stop me vitals playing the giddy Goat out of season perquisite lichen the age of tombs foolishfashion Yonder issue to the top 'tis a pity
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
and squeeze
Critics expecting me to underachieve
I just deal with the hate I receive
By rolling back my sleeves
Sure was a breeze, I bring him right to his
Cause they just wanna live through me vicariously (vicariously)
Fashion weekend, Paris week, party like a rock star
Get blown by a top model till she
me fa so la ti do I drop back my prozac
I take it in track and give it a smack and cuttin no slack, jack
Okay here I go Shorty tap the forty O smash
the connection the kids need ti make, whatever it takes, to get the DJ to play our new hit song.

It won't be long, three minutes tops and then of course it
'Tis the season for bleeding and we've been looking for a reason

[Chorus]

[Ludacris]
Hey hey
Come holla at me, I'm a star, I got the hood
Optimism, about the faith of the people 
That have accepted of the mission of improbable, 
To become some particle, purged
By the discourage
Optimism, about the faith of the people 
That have accepted of the mission of improbable, 
To become some particle, purged
By the discourage
the camera's following
I know they taking pictures, right Drama
Ay man, you watch it I live it, you dig that
Y'all sit back relax get some popcorn man
I'm
yes a holy night, 
Until Mr. Claus turned into Santa muthafuckin' right? 

Deck the halls with balls of holy 
Tra la la la la la la la la 
Tis