[Intro]
It's always me, yeah, uh!
Yeah, beautiful, magnifique, straight up, ah-ha
[Chorus]
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
[Bridge]
It's a proven fact money make the world go round
And a couple sweet words'll make your girl go down
On the whole team 'cause you weren't taking care of business
See me in a Bimmer, see you in a Civic, uh
[Chorus]
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
[Verse 1]
When I step up in the party, yes I'm letting my nuts hang
Tryna fuck a groupie bitch right on the hood of the Mustang
From a place where they bust things, hailing from Flushing
Peace to Bloodstain, Beamer custame
On a California king where the thug lay (that's word to me man)
The joint longer than Mutombo finger, my features etch
Shorty sniffin' lines like a sketch
Tell her that I need my slippers fetched
I need a wifey tongue longer than Kakey
Shoot the gun right when I whistle, plus she never will snake me
Do a split on my dick
If I'm sick she'll even clean me if I shit in my pants
So I'm taking her to France with me
It's always me, yeah, uh!
Yeah, beautiful, magnifique, straight up, ah-ha
[Chorus]
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
[Bridge]
It's a proven fact money make the world go round
And a couple sweet words'll make your girl go down
On the whole team 'cause you weren't taking care of business
See me in a Bimmer, see you in a Civic, uh
[Chorus]
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
No time for struggle 'cause we shining today, today
Look out the window see me flying away, away
[Verse 1]
When I step up in the party, yes I'm letting my nuts hang
Tryna fuck a groupie bitch right on the hood of the Mustang
From a place where they bust things, hailing from Flushing
Peace to Bloodstain, Beamer custame
On a California king where the thug lay (that's word to me man)
The joint longer than Mutombo finger, my features etch
Shorty sniffin' lines like a sketch
Tell her that I need my slippers fetched
I need a wifey tongue longer than Kakey
Shoot the gun right when I whistle, plus she never will snake me
Do a split on my dick
If I'm sick she'll even clean me if I shit in my pants
So I'm taking her to France with me
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