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Much The Same New Years

'll try to put them each back in their place And leave no window to see through "It's 4:30 am on a Tuesday, it doesn't get much worse than this" I tried

'll try to put them each back in their place And leave no window to see through "It's 4:30 am on a Tuesday, it doesn't get much worse than this" I tried

pine, Weezy baby flight flyin You can call him your husband Call me at night time And even though women change I will always like dimes And yeah im quite fine, but shawty much

some money please, hey Hov' on that new shit, niggaz like, "How come?" Niggas want my old shit, buy my old album Niggas stuck on stupid, I gotta keep it movin' Niggas make the same

same 808 clap And how do we adapt and get TRL votes When 13 year olds control the remote And Ashley's got a brand new nose We gotta put some new em-phasis

uncle Champ bombed crack smoked my fuckin' stash up I had two hundred and fifty grams stashed on the porch I mean how much you gon' smoke man, how much

have some fun, believe me And whats up with these new niggas? And why they think it all comes so easy But get it while you here boy Cause all that hype don't feel the same next year

...it's a new day... ya know what I'm sayin'? A new day, brings a new problem to a brother And all I gots ta say is thank God for my mother Cause without

' old And it's a cold cold world And I ain't even got a bomber Livin' with my momma It's the same routine Keep my room clean I'm lookin' to do some new