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[Verse 1]
Take me to the rooftop
I wanna see the world when I stop breathing
Turning blue
Tell me love is endless
Don’t be so pretentious
Leave me like you do

[Pre-Chorus]
If you need me
You wanna see me
You better hurry
‘Cause I’m leaving soon

[Chorus]
Sorry can’t save me now
Sorry I don’t know how
Sorry there’s no way out
But down

[Verse 2]
Taste me
These salty tears on my cheeks
That’s what a year long headache
Does to you
I’m not okay I feel so scattered
Don’t say I’m all that matters
Leave me, deja vu

[Pre-Chorus]
If you need me
You wanna see me
You better hurry
‘Cause I’m leaving soon

[Chorus]
Sorry can’t save me now
Sorry I don’t know how
Sorry there’s no way out
But down
Down

[Intro]
Ooh, this is a true story, yeah
This is a true story, yeah
This is a true story
This is a true story

[Verse 1]
A couple of days ago, I got a phone call
Saying “are you Mr. Kelly?”, and I said, “who’s this?”
Then he said, “It’s Tameka’s lawyer, and am calling on her behalf”
Then he said, “I’ve got some news
That I think you would wanna know”
And then he said, “she’s pregnant” (*gasps*)
And then I sat down real slow, then said, “who’s this again?”
He took a breath and said, “you heard me the first time.”
And then I said, “wait a minute, mister
We talking ’bout the same girl and she’s a stripper
You representing that girl, man she’s a freak
And how does she know that the baby belongs to me”
Then, he asked me did I meet her two months ago? I said yeah
And then he asked was it at a club in Chicago? I said yeah
He said, “well get ready to raise it
Cause she says you’re the only one she laid with”, ohh

[Chorus]
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Oh I know I hit it)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(I should’ve used to protection, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(’bout to get my money, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Man, I don’t even like this girl)

[Verse 2]
I hung up and called my lawyers, and I told them the situation
And the first question out they mouth, was did I sleep with the girl
At first I hesitated this, then said yeah
And then went on to tell ’em I hit it raw
And then they said, “Well it might be a chance
That you may have to pay the cost”, I said, “good Lord”
And then I put the phone down and just thought about for a couple of seconds
They asked me had I seen her recently? I said nah
Then asked do you sleep with her frequently? I said nah
All I know is that I left the club with this lady
And now here I am this baby’s maybe, ohhh

[Chorus]
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(See I admit I hit it, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Man, I knew I should’ve used some protection, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(She ’bout to get my money, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Oh man, and I don’t even like this girl)

[Bridge]
Man I can slap myself for getting involved with this lady (with this lady)
If I can turn the hands back, I would have went on home to my baby (somebody)
Now I’m all caught up yeah (caught up), all from a measly late night creep (hey)
One year later (hey), I get a picture
And I’ll be damn this baby look just like me

[Chorus]
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine (and it might be mine, yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine (then it might be mine)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine (hey, said I’m almost sure about it, hey)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Good chance, good chance, good chance)
(Listen, if it look like me, look like me
Walk like me, walk like me, talk like me, talk like me)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Baby, go figure, ooouuu yeah)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Well, I guess I’m gonna have to take the test)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine
(Said I’m on my way to take the test)
There’s a very good chance that it might be mine

[Verse 1]
You are something special, oh
Twenty carats, solid gold
What we had was precious, oh
But I had to let you go

[Pre-Chorus]
We had a connection, oh
But I’m not the type of girl who wants
Serious affection, oh
It doesn’t belong in my world

[Chorus]
It was only one night
But I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go back to where we were
It was only one night
But I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go where we were
I wanna go
Do you wanna go?

[Verse 2]
Got that chain reaction, oh
Didn’t know what it was worth
Sixteen million mansions, oh
Ain’t big enough to hold our love, no no no

[Pre-Chorus]
We had a connection, oh oh
But I’m not the type of girl, oh you
You are the exception, oh yeah
Yeah, you blew my mind, I wanna rewind

[Chorus]
It was only one night
But I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go back to where we were
It was only one night
But I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go back to where we were
I wanna go
Do you wanna go?

[Outro]
Do you wanna go?
Do you wanna go?
It was only one night
It was only one night

[Intro: Nicki Minaj & Young Thug]
Oh, oh
Oh, oh
Somebody called for the queen?
Oh, oh
Ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Oh, oh
Thugger
Mmm, ayy

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I never killed anybody (body)
But I got somethin’ to do with that body (somethin’, just shh)
I got the streets on my back (on my back)
Carry it like I’m movin’ a body (huh)
I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (do-do)
Like he tryna movie the body (movie)
It was like 11 in the mornin’
Skippin’ school that’s a truancy body
I made me some racks in the mornin’
I had me a pack by the mornin’
I had me some racks by the mornin’
I had a six-pack by the mornin’
I got on a mink on pneumonia
The racks keep me up only Foldgers
I had a pack in my shoulder
You gotta picture me rollin’

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
You gotta picture me rollin’
Pacific ice, I’m an ocean (ocean)
Ready for war like I’m Russia (Russia)
Lady Chanel for the luggage (luggage)
My diamonds they tusslin’ (they tusslin’)
My neck and my belly on ‘Tussin (‘tuss)
They callin’ for me and they rushin’
You wanna be like me and I love it (yeah)
Hundred racks on her draws (yeah)
Big racks, better calm down (yeah)
If you’re gon’ ride, come around (yeah)
Whole squad smokin’ out the pound (yeah)
Squad goals on these hoes (yeah)
Maison Margiella my toes (yeah)
Farrakhan glasses for the chosen (yeah)
You can gon’ get mad (gon’ get mad)
Jumpin’ in the Bent’ with the too-dark tint, and who’s you? (Who’s you?)
My shawty pullin’ up with a real bad bitch
I wanna fuck you too (fuck you too)
Drippin’ my swag, ooh, pop tag, I’m (Mmhhm)
I got a Smith & in the bag now
I get all type of cash, I’m a general true (hey)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I never killed anybody (body)
But I got somethin’ to do with that body (somethin’, just shh)
I got the streets on my back (on my back)
Carry it like I’m movin’ a body (huh)
I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (do-do)
Like he tryna movie the body (movie)
It was like 11 in the mornin’
Skippin’ school that’s a truancy body
I made me some racks in the mornin’
I had me a pack by the mornin’
I had me some racks by the mornin’
I had a six-pack by the mornin’
I got on a mink on pneumonia
The racks keep me up only Foldgers
I had a pack in my shoulder
You gotta picture me rollin’

[Verse 2: Nicki Minaj]
You gotta picture me rollin’, packin’ a semi no colon
Ready for war like Korea, headliner shows out in Poland
You should be cleanin’ my mansion, my past is disgustin’
Why don’t you act like a houseman, and go get to dustin’?
Latex on my draws, bitch, go clean my crown
Can’t hear my haters from way up here, they don’t make a sound
Body goals on these hoes, white paint on my toes
When I send that new bae alert niggas gon’ be mad
Jumpin’ in the Bent’ and I switched to the Ghost like “Who’s you?”
Remember this face ’cause I’m that bitch you gon’ lose to
Drippin’ in ice, fuck you looking at? Screw you
It’s squad goals when all your bitches pretty like new new

[Chorus: Young Thug]
Hey, I never killed anybody (body)
But I got somethin’ to do with that body (somethin’, just shh)
I got the streets on my back (on my back)
Carry it like I’m movin’ a body (huh)
I told them to shoot a hundred rounds (do-do)
Like he tryna movie the body (movie)
It was like 11 in the mornin’
Skippin’ school that’s a truancy body
I made me some racks in the mornin’
I had me a pack by the mornin’
I had me some racks by the mornin’
I had a six-pack by the mornin’
I got on a mink on pneumonia
The racks keep me up only Foldgers
I had a pack in my shoulder
You gotta picture me rollin’

[Outro: Nicki Minaj]
Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls
I said
Easy Breezy Beautiful Thugger Girls

[Intro]
Got me, got me Rollie
Ya can’t even afford it though
Got me, got me, ultra
Gotti got it, uh
Gotti got it

[Chorus]
Came up blood gang, 30 bang, Scum Gang
Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang
Who that? Don’t say, BBA change your mood, aye
Anyday, Gotti Gotti, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, xanny cup, booted up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, Gotti Gotti

[Verse 1]
Fuck with my day ones
Yeah you know I flooded the chain once
Got the money and I split it with day ones
She ain’t fuck me back when I was lame, nah
Yeah you know I do my dance (do it)
In the club (aye), throwin’ dub
Rack it up (rack it), shake it up
Watch me do it, how it bust it up (up)
I mix it hard, then I hit her with the blicky, uh
So drip it, drip it, drip it, drip it
You ain’t got no money, you can keep her
Bitch, I got my Nina, I’ma squeeze her
If you really wanna meet her, she a greeter
It was really nice to meet ya, I don’t need ya (I don’t need her)
I pray to God that my niggas gon’ eat (I pray to god)
I pray to God that my family gon’ see (I pray to god)
Prayin’ that the lord take a chance with me
Wouldn’t come when I was up
I was on the wrong things
I ain’t silly, ain’t no dumb nigga, are you dumb, nigga?
Are you stayin’ with the pump, nigga? Fuck is up, nigga?
Is you mad? You’s a fuck nigga, I don’t trust niggas
Scum Gang, chew ’em up, nigga, we don’t fuck witcha

[Chorus]
Okay, my blood gang, 30 bang, scum gang
Big choppa, big thang, let your nuts hang
Who that? Don’t say, BBA change your mood, aye
Anyday, Gotti got it, cookin’ up, speed it up
Double cup, Xanny cup, booted up, mollied up
Molly up, break it up, cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, Gotti Gotti

[Post-Chorus]
Gotti got it
Who, who really with the money, money?
Who, who really with the Gotti Gotti?
Who, who really with the money, money?
Ooh, do my things, hit my things
Break these bands, hunnid bands on my thing
Mollied up, molly up, get it up
Cop it, then I serve it up
Give it up, really with the Gotti, Gotti

[Outro]
Who, who really with the Gotti, Gotti?
Who, who really with the—