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On the village green When I was seventeen When I was twenty-one It was a very good year It was a very good year For city girls Who lived upstairs With all
on the village green When I was seventeen When I was twenty-one it was a very good year It was a very good year for city girls who lived up the stairs With
of denim Patched up knees and faded blue Fold two twenty's in your pocket Kiss your mama at the door Take a picture perfect post card And send it all
me low, send me high, send me never demigod I remember walking in the cold of November Hoping that I make it to the end of December Twenty
mind Only you can fix inside So if I make it out tonight Let's make it a badass time Okay, I got it, copy 20/20, but I can't see nobody One eye
no way they spend how much they say cause they just bluffin' Don't even gotta ask if I get enough, cause I got so much Gin in my cup, twenty
they say cause they just bluffin', I got so much Don't even gotta ask if I get enough, cause, I got so much Gin in my cup, twenty-two cones I'mma
The night's as clear as a big desert sky But it's hard to see the stars with these tears in my eyes Yeah, it's hard not to cry There's twenty
coincidence Things happen for a reason that don't make sense Till you look back, it's 20/20 then You know I never would have met my girl If somebody else hadn't
left the pistol in the house and I let's my bitch drive Twenty dis-change I goes to this five No it's not the solid treatment I let's the bitch vibe
twenty cars party for twenty nights Fucked plenty wives crushed many lives I wouldn't it change for the world This is the life [Chorus] [Verse 3]
girl in my ear sayin' (burr) I just wanna party Cocaine on the table, Rittz the Rapper got 'em choppin lines Twenty dollar bills all rolled up, Wiz
far in this game, to let go So let go, so let go (Baby, I want you) Baby, who you tryna fool? Girl, I might be twenty-one but I got memories
This is for them twenty somethings Time really moves fast, you were just sixteen This is for them thirty somethings That didn't turn out exactly
ass home Well I worked all week, so I could come here Have a good time and an ice cold beer But one turned to ten and ten turned to twenty And twenty
a twenty for all of your tries Twenty for all of the times, the times you got back up, woah You'd be a billionaire in a year That's what you gotta think
listening You don't know what you're missing, till it's gone The second guy said, I used to have all your problems But hindsight's 20/20 and a fool is blind
be saying hey ho They be saying hey ho Now I be riding in my Bentley coupe stuntin' with the top down Four twenty four inch rims so heavy they
smoke you like some midge Bullets big as potholes, they'll merk you while I'm pissin' CEO, I'm honcho, got twenty-five assistants My bricks came with
Go) Ready (To Blow) Let's Roll [Hook] [Jim Jones] If Thirty's the new Twenty Patron's The New Henney Roll In A New Bentley Blowin
too I smell that sticky, oh yeah Who got that sticky? I do I smell that sticky, oh yeah Who got that sticky? Me too If thirty's the new twenty
the twenty four's, but cannot pay the note on they lease And my nigga with his high style chains And I can't get him to pay his damn child support That's
twenty years deep This is for you (it's for you, it's for you, it's for you) This is for you (it's for you, it's for you) Oh yeaah It's a beautiful
riding mighty clean Worth 20 million but whoever woulda thought Worth 20 million boy you better be a boss Walk up in the club she know what I'm about
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