[Verse 1: Clyde Carson]
Boy amazed, got my [?]
Before my time, I was ahead of 'em
Rich enough, I could just put my lights out (aha)
But I can't lie, nigga, love the game
Poppin' [?], like a yellow [?]
Without even tryin', I'm still insane (still it)
Ey, doze at the light
Smoke weed, cook healthy, yeah, that's my type
Cute face, fat ass, yeah, that's my ride
Another party at the crib, yeah, that's my life (ooh)
Clap in my hands in the boxes
Standin' on the couch in my Nikes
I guess I'm just born to live the shit
Another check showin' off my penmanship
Got a studio session from ten to six
And you can come, too, baby, bring all your friends
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
Bring all your friends (bring 'em, bring 'em)
Bring all your friends (you can bring 'em)
Bring all your friends
You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends
(I…)
Boy amazed, got my [?]
Before my time, I was ahead of 'em
Rich enough, I could just put my lights out (aha)
But I can't lie, nigga, love the game
Poppin' [?], like a yellow [?]
Without even tryin', I'm still insane (still it)
Ey, doze at the light
Smoke weed, cook healthy, yeah, that's my type
Cute face, fat ass, yeah, that's my ride
Another party at the crib, yeah, that's my life (ooh)
Clap in my hands in the boxes
Standin' on the couch in my Nikes
I guess I'm just born to live the shit
Another check showin' off my penmanship
Got a studio session from ten to six
And you can come, too, baby, bring all your friends
[Chorus]
(Yeah, yeah)
Bring all your friends (bring 'em, bring 'em)
Bring all your friends (you can bring 'em)
Bring all your friends
You can come, too, baby, bring all your friends
(I…)
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