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[Verse 1 - Lil Wayne]Lights on, I see your face She eat me up, she got expensive taste I see you dreaming, but you still awake 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 takes Put you out your misery, Kathy Bates I'm Young Money, I'm Cash Money If we could buy time, I spend my last money Now I'm spending time, you in a blind This little light of mine, I'ma let it shine Bright lights, night lights, head lights Shh, no lights but the infrared lights Yeah, long life, don't like to ask twice You killing me baby, this the past life [Chorus - Rihanna]Turn up the lights in here baby Extra bright, I want y'all to see this Turn up the lights in here, baby You know what I need Want you to see everything Want you to see all of the lights [Verse 2 - Big Sean]Ready, set Go, go, go, go, go, till you can't go no more I'm ill times ill, dope plus dope Westside bitch, quote, unquote Whoa there boy, don't go there hoe If you cross that line I might overload I swear these lights-lights-lights be talking to me But I can't read Morse code Why every rapper name BIG got body huh? But every rapper named Sean got money, ooooh Well I guess my chances are fifty, fifty But my vision is twenty, twenty So I'll be counting a hundred hundreds (All of the lights) Oh, my Allah, Lordy, Lordy, Lordy I took your chick now you want beef And I'm just chuckling like a Porky Because you spend all day with her spooning I spend all night with her forking That's a one way ticket to hell And they want these bullets to book it for me Man, I'm shitting on every statistic that said I'll be dead or fucking broke This is history Your kids, kids, kids, kids going to book report me but And I think they want to murder me I'm shining hard, because bitch I'm an emergency B-I, GOOD G, I do it, boy [Chorus] [Alicia Keys]Whoa-oh-whoa Whoa-oh-whoa-oh [Elton John]I tried to tell you but all I could say is ohhhh [Verse 3 - Drake]Bad decisions, good intentions Man, I'm riding, Weezy with me I just left out of the strip club Made five thousand look like fifty I spend all my time in Houston Smoke that kush but I don't do Whitney I don't do Britney, I don't do Lindsay I made two million since last Wednesday And I hate y'all Y'all got too much free time Saying I ain't dropped shit Everything'll be fine Worrying about your old girl Trying to see if she's mine Nigga she's with me When she tells you she needs some "me" time It's our time, so fuck y'all I really about to go Spring Break now Start taking shots in this motherfucker And you didn't really have all that ass last month Girl you got some shots in that motherfucker? Yeah, we got the Roc in this motherfucker And you thought niggas was going to pop in this motherfucker? Uh, Young Money, power, respect in this bitch You would think we got the Lox in this motherfucker I made mistakes, I made some bread I even made a way for them to get ahead To my surprise, nobody replacing me Take care and Carter IV It won't be long till they could see the lights And I'm on one, I got one You a pussy nigga, I'm not one So call it a night, call it a night And I run this, and y'all know that I take the purple and pour that All in a Sprite, all in a Sprite [Kid Cudi]Getting mine, baby Got to let these niggas know, yeah Get it right, aye You should go and get your own |