F.I.V.E
Lil Wayne, The Game, Chris Brown
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Prosecutor: Sir, is it true you were a crack Cocaine dealer for 7 years? Defendant: II plead the fifth Prosecutor: Exactly how much money Did you earn in Your time as a crack cocaine dealer? Defendant: Fifth, five one, two, three, four Fifth Joggin' my memory, the Documentary Killed that in a drop top, John Kennedy Had the rap game in fear Like it was ten of me The old me ain't got shit On what I'm finna be Nigga, I'm finna be still Reppin' the letter B What if it was the nigga that Dre signed instead of me? Would I be starvin' or studyin' in Harvard? Or would I be a dog Of another fuckin' pedigree? Take away me, take away the su-woo Take away the gangstar like hip-hop did Guru Pull up in that new coupe Take away your girl, run her choo choo Then put it on Worldstar, or YouTube Yo Tune' what it do? Got some bitches in the lobby and I'm 'bout to send them through I'm Kobes rings, nigga, who the f*ck is you? Not the nigga with five bitches Sittin' in the coupe Five, got Jacksons in my pocket and I'm feeling like a Jackson Five, I'm balling, yeah, I'm balling Got me feeling like I'm in the Fab 5 For as long as I live, I will rep the five Like MJ in game five, oh, woah I got five on it Five sho', Young Tune in this bitch, f*ck 5-0 Nickel plated 4-5 if I have an issue Beat your ass black and blue With a bag of nickels, ha I’m a G, do somethin' ’bout it You ain’t half of me, you ain’t 500 dollars Nigga and my red bone, 5-5 No hand slapped, but I’m high five Yeah, get with the game or play the sideline I dream to get the cover of High Times Now take 5 paces and try to guess the color Of my shoelaces, red, bitch Yeah, I’m on my high horse Now the sky mad at me 'cause I stole five stars Got some freaks in the livin' Room gettin' it on And they ain't leavin' 'til five in the morn' Five, got Jacksons in my pocket and I'm feeling like a Jackson (I got, yeah, feeling like a Jackson Five) Young Tunechi, yeah Five, I'm balling, yeah, I'm balling Got me feeling like I'm in the Fab 5 (woo hoo) young moolah, baby For as long as I live I will rep the five (I will rep the five) five Like MJ in game five, oh, woah I deserve to be top five shots, pull up
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Written by: ANDRE LYON, MARCELLO ANTONIO VALENZANO, CHRISTOPHER BROWN, DWAYNE CARTER, JAYCEON TERRELL TAYLOR
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