see you next year - fatboy lyrics
[intro]
it’s all good
all good, yeah
[verse]
twenty bands in hand, i’m kickin’ my feet up
say i’m brash when i rap, i’m beatin’ the beat up
real light sleeper, late night creeper
when i’m home over obessin’, i need me a creature
okay the block next year, shine like a diamond
some would call it good luck, i call it good timin’
momma good christian, she call it divine
sorry momma, i’m only prayin’ like half of the time
sorry love but sometime i fall outta line
six line all the time, my head on straight
flip the [?] rims, put ’em in place
but know the m3 [?] can’t handle the weight
beat carries the crown, put it to tape
you give us any four walls, makin’ it stay
it was all real, call it a fake
i love y’all like a fat boy love cake
this for the brodies, this for the main’s
this for the youngins makin’ music apart of the plan
if i could do it, then i promise you my friend you can
the world’s yours, better not leave it in n0body hands
[chorus]
better not leave it in n0body hands
better not leave it in n0body hands
n0body hands
and we don’t run no more, aw sh+t
do it with no caution
[?]
i won’t
aw, yeah
and we don’t run no more, aw sh+t
do it with no caution
[?]
i won’t
aw, yeah
[outro]
do it for the [?], for the fam now, huh
[?]
do this sh+t for my people
do it for the [?], for the fam now, huh
[?]
do this sh+t for my people
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