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You hear that right there?
That sound like, but that 300 thousand
I’m triple OG in my hood
These hoes call me big daddy

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Standin’ on the corner and stuntin’
That look like I payed like a million for
Blowin’ the money I heard that they askin’ around town what he really worth
My niggas be really broke I went the Hardaway boy had a penny first
Now these bitches gon’ get this work
I tell her keep on them heels and that mini skirt
She Google my net worth, lookin’ like “what is his neck worth?”
My shooters, they shoot at your head, like the rim just to see if the net work
I land in Miami then fly out to Cali with some of my best work
You niggas so lame that my bitches won’t f*ck unless you cut a check first

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Pulled up in something that look like a million, nigga put me up on
Ain’t gotta sell it, but he say the n*gger a drug that he re-up on
Spur of the moment I ball like Ginobli you bitches get D’ed up on
You mad at me go get mad at your nigga ‘fore I put my sneakers on
He cop me this wrist game, now its just us at the Knicks game
I might have to take him on tour just to f*ck in Australia, Brisbane
Your time is ticking you bitches will be around shorter than Vine vids
You watch your mouth or my niggas will shoot up the club like what Shyne did

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

You bitches ain’t stupid, you bitches ain’t stupid
You bitches ain’t stupid, is you?
Front like she tough but that bitch keep on crying
Get this bitch a tissue
For what it’s worth when I took him I could tell he would never miss you
I ain’t even wanna diss you, but tell me what is this bitch issue?

Still on top, pretty bitch gang
Pussy still tight, pistol still bang
Yo nigga call me big mama
Let him eat the n*gger then I dip on him

Your bitch call me big daddy
Tell that bitch that I’m big daddy
When I hit the lot I don’t get the little bitch
Nigga I go and get the big daddy
Pick a bitch up in the big daddy
Big face Rollie that’s a big daddy
Got your bitch calling me big daddy
When I pull up all the hoes like big daddy
Nigga I’m big daddy

Why did you leave me here to burn?
I’m way too young to be this hurt
I feel doomed in hotel rooms
Staring straight up at the wall
Counting wounds and I am trying to numb them all

[Pre-Chorus]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

I have questions for you
I have questions, I have questions
I have questions for you

[Verse 2]
My, my name was safest in your mouth
And why’d you have to go, and spit it out?
Oh, your voice was the most familiar sound
But it sounds so dangerous to me now

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart
(I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

[Bridge]
Do you care, do you care?
Why don’t you care?
I gave you all of me
My blood, my sweat, my heart, and my tears
Why don’t you care, why don’t you care?
I was there, I was there, when no one was
Now you’re gone and I’m here

[Chorus]
I have questions for you
Number one, tell me who you think you are
You got some nerve trying to tear my faith apart (I have questions for you)
Number two, why would you try to play me for a fool?
I should have never ever ever trusted you (I have questions)
Number three, why weren’t you, who you swore that you would be?
I have questions, I got questions haunting me

[Outro]
I have questions for you
I have questions for you
I have questions

When did you know
You’re heart is mine
You told the tale
So many times
There’s nothing better
We’ve got to do
With all these miles to get to where we’re going to

It’s hard road honey
And there ain’t nobody I’d rather be next to
It’s a rough ride baby but we’re gonna make it together
Me and you
When you’re tired, I’ll grab the wheel
And you take over when I’m done
Love is taking turns
Riding shotgun

When did you know
Tell me again
My heart was yours
When you walked in
You made a vow
To hold it deep
And you kept your promise to me all these years

It’s hard road honey
And there ain’t nobody I’d rather be next to
It’s a rough ride baby but we’re gonna make it together
Me and you
When you’re tired, I’ll grab the wheel
And you take over when I’m done
Love is taking turns
Riding shotgun

It’s you and me
Against the world
You are my man
And I’m your girl

And when we’re old
I’ll take your hand
And ask you then when did you know tell me again

[Rihanna]
Yellow diamonds in the light
And we’re standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive

It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny
But I’ve gotta let it go

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Shine a light through an open door
Love and life I will divide
Turn away cause I need you more
Feel the heartbeat in my mind

It’s the way I’m feeling I just can’t deny
But I’ve gotta let it go

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

Yellow diamonds in the light
And we’re standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine…

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place

I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 1: Macklemore]
Open up the doors on ’em, we playing tonight
Bring on the marching band and turn on the stadium lights
They gonna learn from me, this is our church to be
Life of a champion, ugh, so Freddy Mercury
Sneaking into Hov concerts in nosebleeds
The Hov bein’ like woah
Yeah, independant, keep killing these people and don’t sleep
Even the pigeon toed still standing on both feet, you know
It’s obvious who’s night this is
Grandparent’s immigrants, couple Irish kids
Victory in my grass, gotta fight for this
The streets are ours this evening, going undefeated
I roll the dice against the staircase, uh huh
Steak season, gotta marinate, uh huh
If I happen to die tonight, put my spirit in the stars
Bury me in the grave and carve “the history was ours”
Said I

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Verse 2: Macklemore]
Wake up, bitch, I ain’t dead yet
And If I was in heaven, I’d be the best dressed
My closet looking like a swap meet in Texas
And maybe it’s excess, but we ain’t cut from the same cloth, player
Talking to a boss player
Checks like a ball player
Easy money, all lay-ups
I be pissing off neighbors
Get up off my dick and get the finger like a cross-fader
I be in my lawn chair star gazing like, woo!
All praise to the most high
Your boy in his own J’s, I made it to courtside
Remember the old days and praying for co-signs
When labels offer me pay, I said that I won’t sign
I took my weakness and turned that into a weapon
And when everybody doubted me, I turned that to my leopard
So I stand up on the stage, it wasn’t planned, see it was destined
Look at fifty-thousand people with their hands unto the heavens and said

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh

[Bridge: Eric Nally]
Didn’t come this far to lose
Won’t let death make a move
Might not mean much to you, but I’d die for this W
Let my life be something to prove
Every scrape, every fight, every cut, every bruise
I lay it all on the line, I re-write these rules
Victory in my sight, I will not lose

[Chorus: Eric Nally]
I ain’t gonna die tonight
You can’t kill me, not my spirit
History is ours tonight
The people are chanting, can’t you hear it?
Whoa-oh-oh, whoa-oh-oh