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Born to get spacey chords by Nasty jack

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Verse 1
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Fast money, fast food, fast women
Tattoos, I get Rick Flair, Rick Rude
I'm going hard, that's what I do
I like fast money, fast food,
fast women
Tattoos, I get Rick Flair, Rick Rude
I'm going hard, that's what I do
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Only live once, so we get faded
Em
Champagne every day like we made it
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Short on the line, still celebrating
Em
Get spacey, so we get degraded
Bm
Get so high, now I'm levitating
Shout out P -Money,
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I got a rating 28G,
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I get the painting
Big up all the fans, yeah,
Em
I know you waiting
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Big up all the fans, yeah,
I know you waiting
Em
Silly motherfuckers over there hatin',
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You can dance slow
when I bring the wave in,
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Heart off the line so I'm KK -ing,
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Sly motherfucker know
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you can't say shit,
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West 1 2 Z up in this bitch,
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Got a little swag but nothing like this,
Bm
Going on Nandi, I'm going off,
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Ring the nasty glass,
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It's nasty nice, I'm a dog who barks,
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Nigga I ain't no mark,
Em
No I raise the bar when I spray the bar,
Electric keys, I pay the charge,
Get Swayze large, Get Spacey gone,
Till I'm off the radar,
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Jason Bourne, R .I .P to my brother,
Em
I pour rum on the floor,
Night broke my heart,
when your mommy debauched,
I ain't letting her fall
So I'm back on the grind, I'm ready to ball,
3 .5 straight dead on the floor
Stick up boys,
I ain't ready to crawl,
I'm ready to fall
Fast money, fast food,
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Em
fast women, tattoos,
I get rigged, flared, rigged rude
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I go in hard, that's what I do,
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I like fast money, fast food,
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fast women, tattoos
I get rigged, flared, rigged rude,
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Em
I go in hard, that's what I do
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My crews, black Jews, we VIP, FCID,
I put in work till I D .I .E
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Hustle gang, T .I .P,
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me I'll be The heat on the street, I keep it G
Bm
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Like Blacks and P, swag O .D.
Swag so P, we mob D, B .I .G.
I was born to get spacey
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Get down, get down, get down,
Em
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C
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get down
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I was born to get spacey
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I was born to get spacey,
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I was born to get spacey
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Get down, get down, get down, get down,
Em
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get down, get down, get down, get
Jack's back in the game,
Jack's back in the fame,
Jack's jacking your fame,
Jack's back in the thing
I'm running a herd, I'm plucking the birds,
I'm snapping the wing
You ain't flyer than me, I'm a space don,
I could've been king
C
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I got a thousand pounds in English,
money on tax
I'm chucking my bling, if you chuck it
I'll ring UK kettle boys,
load a bucky and ring
C
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Get mucky and ting, put the sun in your tints
I think I'm LL Cool J licking my lips
Kettle on the right hand when
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I'm pushing my whip
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Only live once so we get faded
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Champagne everyday like we made it
Bm
Still on the line, still celebrating
Em
Get spacey so we get degrading
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C
Get so high now, libitating
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Sharpie money, I got a rating
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28G, I get the painting
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Big up all the fans, yeah I know you waiting
Bm
Big up all the fans,
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cuz I know you waiting
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Silly motherfuckers over there hating
Bm
You can dance slow when
I bring the wave in
Em
Half the line so I'm vacating
Fly motherfucker know
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C
you can't say shit
Bm
Em
West 1 2 Z up in this bitch
Got a little swag but nothing like this
C
Em
Bm
Going on nandy I'm going on
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I was born to get spacey
Em
I was born to get spacey
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I was born to get spacey
Give time, give time
Em
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Give time, give time
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Give time, give time
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I was born to get spacey
I was born to get spacey
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I was born to get spacey
All this water is fancy
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Get down, get down, get down, get down, get down,
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get down, get down, get down
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