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clique
- What of the dollar you murdered for
- Is that the one fighting for your soul
- Or your brother’s the one that you’re running from
- But if you got money, fuck it, 'cause I want some
- [Hook: Big Sean]
- Ain’t nobody fuckin’ with my
- Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
- Ain’t nobody fresher than my motherfucking
- Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
- As I look around, they don’t do it like my
- Clique, clique, clique, clique, clique
- And all these bad bitches, man, they want the
- They want the, they want the
- [Verse 1: Big Sean]
- I tell a bad bitch do whatever I say
- My block behind me like I’m coming out the driveway
- It’s grind day, from Friday, to next Friday
- I been up straight for nine days, I need a spa day
- She tryna get me that poo tang
- I might let my crew bang
- My crew deeper than Wu Tang
- I’m rolling with (Huh) fuck I’m saying?
- Girl, you know my crew name
- You know 2 Chainz? Scrrr!
- I’m pullin’ up in that Bruce Wanye
- But I’m the fuckin’ villain, man, they kneeling when I walking in the building
- Freaky women I be feelin’ from the bank accounts I’m fillin’
- What a feeling, ah man, they gotta be
- Young player from the D that’s killin’ everything that he see
- [Hook]
- [Jay Z:]
- Yeah am talking Ye’, yeah am talking Rih’, yeah I’m talking B, nigga I’m talking me
- Yeah I’m talking bossy, I ain’t talking Kelis
- Your money too short, you can’t be talking to me
- Yeah I’m talking LeBron, we balling our family tree
- G.O.O.D Music drug dealing drug cousin, ain’t nothing fuckin’ with we, me
- Turn that 62 to 125, 125 to a 250, 250 to a half a milli, ain’t nothin’ nobody can do with me
- Now who with me? ¡Vámonos! Call me Hov or jefe
- Translation, I’m the shit. Least that what my neck say, least that what my check say
- Lost my homie for a decade, nigga down for like 12 years, ain’t hug his son since the second grade
- He never told, who we gonna tell, we top of the totem pole
- It’s the dream team meets the supreme team, and all our eyes green and only means one thing
- You ain’t fuckin’ with my clique
- [Hook]
- [Kanye West:]
- Break records at Louis
- Ate breakfast at Gucci
- My girl a superstar all from a home movie
- Bow on our arrival the unamerican idols
- What niggas did in Paris got em hanging off the Eiffel
- Yeah I’m talking business
- We talking CIA
- I’m talking George Tenet
- I seen him the other day
- He asked me about my Maybach
- Think he had the same
- Except mine tinted and his might have been rented
- You know white people get money don’t spend it
- Or maybe they get money, buy a business
- I rather buy 80 gold chains and go ig’nant
- I know Spike Lee gon kill me but let me finish
- Blame it on the pigment, we living no limits
- Them gold master p ceilings was just a figment
- Of our imagination, MTV cribs
- Now I’m looking at a crib right next to where TC lives
- That’s Tom Cruise, whatever she accuse
- He wasn’t really drunk he just had a few brews
- Pass the refreshment a cool cool beverage
- Everything I do need a news crew presence
- Speed Boat swerve homie, watch out for the waves
- I’m way too black to burn from sun rays
- So I just meditated the home in Pompeii
- About how I could build a new Rome in one day
- Every time I’m in Vegas they screaming like he’s Elvis
- But I just wanna design hotels and nail it
- Shit is real got me feelin’ Isrealian
- Like Bar Refaeli Gisele, no that's Brazilian
- Went through deep depression when my momma passed
- Suicide what kind of talk is that
- But I’ve been talking to God for so long
- That if have you look in my life I guess he talking back
- Fuckin’ with my clique
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