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    Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
    Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
    Wake up, nigga, wake up
    We bout to get this paper

    Money never made me
    Make me do something? Nah, can't make me
    Even if the money low, can't pay me
    Even if the money low, can't play me

    Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
    Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
    Wake up, nigga, wake up
    We bout to get this paper

    Pablo bought a Roley and a rottweiler
    Seem like the more fame, I only got wilder
    Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
    Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
    I've been outta my mind a long time
    I've been outta my mind a long time
    I've been saying how I feel at the wrong time
    Might not come when you want but I'm on time

    Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
    Y'all sleeping on me, huh? Had a good snooze?
    Wake up, nigga, wake up
    We 'bout to get this paper

    I can't let these people play me
    Name one genius that ain't crazy
    Follow our father
    You borrow our motto
    I'm a Chicago south sider
    I'm a Chicago south sider

    Ayy, y'all heard about the good news?
    Y'all sleeping on your boy, had a good snooze?
    Wake up, nigga, wake up
    It's time to get the paper

    I've been outta my mind a long time
    I've been outta my mind a long time
    I know, I know, I shouldn't even bother
    With all these gossiping, no-pussy-getting bloggers
    Fashion show in Gotham, I need another costume
    Peta's mad cause I made a jacket outta possum
    Awesome, Steve Jobs mixed with Steve Austin
    Rich slave in the fabric store picking cotton
    If Hov J then every Jordan need a Rodman
    Man, Jay, they don't really want no problems
    Driving in the same car that they killed Pac in
    Driving in the same uh that they killed Pac in
    Hands up, we just doing what the cops taught us
    Hands up, hands up, then the cops shot us

    Hold on, hold on, hold on
    Wait a second, everybody here, I'm the ghetto Oprah
    You know what that mean? You get a fur! You get a fur!
    You get a jet! You get a jet! Big booty bitch for you! Woo!

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