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Verse 1
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DJ Khaled!
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I worked for
You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
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Sunday, you ain't go to church though
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but you know what come first though
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Make me give up everything
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I worked for
You gon' make me give up everything
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I worked for
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Sunday, that's what they pray
You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
Verse 2
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yeah
You gon' have my phone full
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of all your pics, yeah
You gon' have me flying
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in and out of town
weight and dropping pounds
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Damn, I think I'm 'bout
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to leave the one I'm with
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Start a new relationship with you,
this is what you do
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I had you after twelve but
you came right after at two
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I could have any thing I'd want
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but I still want you
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I'm not really into the sentimentals
While you throwing all these
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That's LA confidential,
show me everything that you've been through
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We only do what we meant to like,
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woah
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This that call his ass right now,
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so he heard the shit
Verse 3
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everything
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I worked for
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You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
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Sunday, you ain't go to church though
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but you know what come first though
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I worked for
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You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
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Sunday, that's what they
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pray to church for
You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
Verse 4
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So if you ain't talking 'bout money
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then don't talk to me (shh)
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I work with dope boys,
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I'm in my drop top but won't let you
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get the drop on me (catch up)
I keep the yop on me and
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trouble seems to follow me
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I take my pistol to the mall,
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That bitch is jockin' me,
and young niggas admire me
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Yeah, but I'm a product of
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the streets so they won't hire me
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Can't let you play me off the streets
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you know I got kids
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I could teach you niggas
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how to rock this
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My bed was a pallet on the carpet
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My ride was a bus named
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MARTA
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Pillow full of Estee Lauder
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Nigga, I'm allergic to a charger
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Nothing but foreign cars in my garage,
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ah
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everything
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I worked for
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I worked for
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Sunday, you ain't go to church though
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but you know what come first though
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Make me give up everything
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I worked for
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You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
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Sunday, that's what they
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pray to church for
You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
Verse 7
Dm
in' pills,
takin' pics
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with my secretary
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I'mma still make you feel close, mama
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I'm addicted to your
turn to Magic City
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Got my ass throwing hundreds, fifties
water you swimming in
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In and out that bitch like we am phibians
I won't change you up next season for
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another chick like they did Aunt Vivian
I'mma put you on the businesses,
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I'mma divy up the dividends
I'mma show you what the fuck
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You gon' make me give
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Girl you make me wanna
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Start a new relationship with you,
Verse 8
everything
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You gon' make me give up
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everything I worked for
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Sunday, you ain't
got to church though
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Make me give up everything
I worked for
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You gon' make me give
up everything I worked for
Sunday, that's what they
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You gon' make me give up everything I worked for
Outro 1
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