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Baby baby 
Yea 
This lil tweety 
And I wanna confess a feelin'
This dedication goin' out to my girl 

[Chorus] 
All I ever wanted was somebody
Baby baby 
Yea 
This lil tweety 
And I wanna confess a feelin'
This dedication goin' out to my girl 

[Chorus] 
All I ever wanted was somebody
Baby baby 
Yea 
This lil tweety 
And I wanna confess a feelin'
This dedication goin' out to my girl 

[Chorus] 
All I ever wanted was somebody
and friends
Now we just got one more to go, L.U.P. End

When the fighters are all around, all the lovers are underground
No one will save you anymore, so what's
Hopin' that our beams'll match

Gotta see you later baby, I'm a fiend for that

Wide body Navigator but my screens are flat

Now we watchin' motion
Hopin' that our beams'll match

Gotta see you later baby, I'm a fiend for that

Wide body Navigator but my screens are flat

Now we watchin' motion
time like these
They know who we are by now
They know who we are.
Champion, a champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I
no remorse now
'Bout to explode rounds

[Baby]
You lil boyz better clear tha block
'Cause somebody done ran in my money spot
Cock tha glocks, we
When the fighters all around
All the lovers are on the ground
No one will save you anymore
So whats happenin, whachu you rappin about
Lets see boy
Is
Barry, you want some chicken
(The undeniable passion)
Aw, you that singin' stuff
(The love, of someone are some thing)
Y'know you want some chicken
(Yes,
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
he swervin' by
That's your issue - God bless ya - you deserve to die

[Lil Wayne]
Look,
Which one of these niggas playin' with me?
I'ma strap up
uplasted
(chorus)
Ima bout to bust all you motha fuckaz(just a lil)
Don't touch me 'cause you get fucked up(just a lil)
Where the party at I'm tipsy
furthermore

You tweety birds are always singin' away, 
Never givin' up a thought of what you say.
We cows do, shedding takes up most of our day
So when we
furthermore...)

Alan's solo:
You tweety-birds are always singin' away
Never givin' up thought of what you say
We cows do - shedding takes up most of our day
don't give a fuck who you are (Hot Hot) 
What do ya call a nigga that play it like its the ball (Hot Hot) 
(Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot Hot)
(Ooh ooh)
They know who we are by now
They know who we are
Champion, the champion (champion, champion)

Yeah, okay, we made it to America
I remember when
Everywhere you turn you are surrounded by the sound
Of winter's song
Everything is frozen and only the swans have chosen
To be strong

The sky
to the beginnin'
All my niggas winnin', you see how we did it
Dreamt it now we live it
Now we all winnin', me and my

Lil Homie, everybody tryna get with you
Lil
of choppers 
Carol City will make holes in you so big, 
They can't be plugged by doctors 

Nigga, this is the real Dade County 
Where we are soldiers from
dat!
A thousand fuckin grams, lil whodi, I got dat
Goin for sixteen five, you want it then holla back!
We in the project livin nigga, rollin with my boyz
doors)
Now Big Bird was posted up on Sesame Street
Uptown, whodi, screamin' CP3
(Now where my thugs at? I mean my rugrats)
(The lil' soldiers representin'
on a plane to P.R.
They got hot lil mamacitas
They got hot lil mamacitas

you gonna drop all down to P.R.
You gonna drop all down to P.R.
We got nice lil
to P.R.
I'm gonna hop on a plane to P.R.
They got hot lil mamacitas
They got hot lil mamacitas

You gonna drop all down to P.R.
You gonna drop all
furthermore

You tweety birds are always singin' away, 
Never givin' up a thought 
Of what you say.
We cows do, shedding takes up most of our day
So when