the world, of course If you know it, sing out, yeah, sing it out 'Cuz we're all a part You know we're all a part of the world, of course If you know
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of the world, of course If you know it sing out Yeah, sing it out Cuz we're all a part You know we're all a part of the world, of course If you know it
Teddy Roosevelt charged up San Juan Hill And President Taft, he got the bill In 1913 Woodrow Wilson takes us into World War One Warren Harding next in line
my own cross to bear But I will get there It's never easy to be chosen Never easy to be called Standing on the front line When the bombs start to fall
stop, no Ain't got a care in world, but got plenty of beer Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already here And now, the dudes are lining up cause
It started on the real world A hot tube full of hot girls Grinding every frat boy and freak Line up all the Idols Who paint on phony smiles Trying to
I seem to fuck up Yeah, I forget about the consequences For a minute there I lose my senses And in the heat of the moment my mouth starts going The words start
on my eye in a crowded club I tried to stare the girl down, but she didn't budge She moved through the crowd in a straight line The closer she got, mad
heard the hook nigga, I?m the definition of it I came my own way, been wildin? since 13 Soon niggas get in line if you wanna mirk me Lets take it to the streets Where I started
Keep it in your head Hollywood is dead Well, you can do the mighty tango You can start your little thing You can swing from vine to vine while the kiddies wait in line
whipped cream for them eskimo pies I'm in the 'hood like the mayor 'round election time Here's a suggestion: don't park your car next to mine I'mma start
with guns start to run shit Coming from the streets, gum on long dick Get strong-armed for baggage, it's tragic, some Vietnam shit Flat-lining all you
Back on my block, nigga, gun up in my hand Money out the ocean, nigga, landin' in the sand Third war soldier, world wide general Cash Money, Young Money
(*2) Ainn't got a care in the world but got plenty of beer Ain't got no money in my pocket, but I'm already there And now the dudes are lining up cause
But I shouldn't be lonely in this big ol' world I wanna kiss a girl It's that moment when You start closing in First you're holding back Then surrendering It can start
't really wanna talk about it 'Cause every time I talk about it, I go off about it And every time I get like that I wanna start somebody This world really
Big slices, that's how you cut the cake It's cold as hell, I show and tell Weezy home, our nigga out of jail In this give or take world I got what it
