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I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I'll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry
I'll be back one day
Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone)
Til I'm gone (gone)
Til I'm gone (gone)
I buy time in switzerland
I drive round in monaco
I shook hands with royalty
I make songs that monarchs know
Ti ti ti la so fa?
Mi mi mi ra do?
Call me aloe blacc 'cause I need that dollar yo
Ha ha
Hic-hic-hiccup
Blame it on the liquor
I came through like a stick up
Now I'm ballin' like a kick up
I be cutting off these bitches like an episode of nip tuck
And yes I am the best man, I'm so sorry bout the mix up
Come out and play, pour out another bottle
Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow
I do it for the thrill
You know I love the rush
And once you get me going I can never get enough
I grew tired of the same, then one night
Packed my things, told the one I love
I'll be back one day
Through the fight, through the pain
Booked a flight, took a plane
Told her not to cry
I'll be back one day
Been dreaming this since I was young
So baby girl I'll be going til I'm gone (gone)
Til I'm gone (gone)
Til I'm gone
But I wont be gone for too long
In Amsterdam, and Milan
Just came off Aussie tour
You've never seen this thing before?
I'm the one like 2 plus 3
M-m-m-minus four
Fe-fe-fe-fi-fo-fum
Every time that I climb a stalk
Yeah, yeah, I'm honest I landed in a rocket
With a crown inside my watch and silver peace sign on my bonnet
You don't need a thermometer to tell you who's the hottest
Ip dip do muthaf*cker you are not it
Come out and play, pour out another bottle
Lets do it all today and worry bout it all tomorrow
I do it for the thrill
You know I love the rush
And once you get me going I can never get enough
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OK I'm in it, I'm in it to the finish
I keep them bottles coming like my card ain't got no limit
Got some friends that playing football
And some friends that playing cricket
And a mistress that is fine like a f*cking parking ticket
Ha ha
I said I'm in it, I'm in it til the finish
I keep them bottles coming til there ain't nothing in it
I'm like Mario on mushrooms
I'm like Popeye on some spinach
We gon' keep it coming till I no speaka no English
Ah
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