You, you, you, you, you
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Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth
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Maybe your friends are confused
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I’m gonna tell you the truth
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Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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All week, keeping on, my mind is…
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe now, but not next time
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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There we go, that' it for sure
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe just a little more
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Juicy, squeeze it, then juicy
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Sipping on the D’usse
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Rocking some Medusa, give a fuck what you say
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Give a fuck what you say
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In the club, I wrote this for the plug
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I wrote this for a hater that was looking for some love
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A DJ competition, I’m mixing in the kitchen
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Now who gon' do the dishes
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Bankroll thicker than Deelishis
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You, you, you, you, you
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Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth
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Maybe your friends are confused
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I’m gonna tell you the truth
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Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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All week, keeping on, my mind is…
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe now, but not next time
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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There we go, that' it for sure
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe just a little more
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Drug connotation in my population
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I want a conversation, don’t want no confrontation
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Pull up in a hardtop, watch how I race it
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Trap to the wrap like watch how I embrace it
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Louis Vans on, they don’t come with laces
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And we talking straight shots, we don’t need no chaser
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Tell her I don’t chase her, swap her, I replace it
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Bracelet, this is Rollie, Rollie, this is bracelet
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Pass the medication
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Rounds upon rounds, I am nowhere around
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I’m nowhere to be found
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I’m on flights over lights, I’m so close up to Christ
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I might ask for advice, I might ask for it twice
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Look at my ice, I’m so nice, it’s like Mardi Gras
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Mama I shot me a man, please go hide the gun
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When she ask me my number, I say I’m the one
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Rushing summer to summer until someone come
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You, you, you, you, you
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Hate me 'cause I tell you the truth
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Maybe your friends are confused
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I’m gonna tell you the truth
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Go ahead and goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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Goooo, bailan, bailan, bailan, bailan
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All week, keeping on, my mind is…
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe now, but not next time
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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There we go, that' it for sure
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Maybe just a little more
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Going in, going in, going in, going in
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Go ahead and touch the sky
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Go ahead and touch the sky
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Dancing where you are
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Go ahead and touch the sky |