Yea it's clear
I'm livin the life of the rich and the famous
In every magazine published I'm gracin the pages,
Media versus celebrities, it's outrageous
Put on a few septics u can rock a few stages
I'm setting new standards for women, rappers embracing
My chronological makeup a switch a bitch pace up
A trimp setter, go getta, money maka, grant winna
Dropped in 98
Had the world sayin nan nigga


I been around the world
And er body hat'n
If dey talkn I'm da topic of da conversation
Now clear it out, clear it out
I had up to here
Clear it out, clear it out
I had up to here
I had a lot of friends
Now I got a lot of foes
When u gettin money, dis is just da way it goes
Now clear it out, clear it out
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I had it up to here
Clear it out, clear it out
I had it up to here


Now er body talkn bout me
I could give a dam tho
If dey hatn now
Wait till dey c me in the lambo
1000 dollas shoes, european jewels
Million dolla crib with da swimmin pool
I'm just doin me u should be doin u
Get yo own hoe don't worry bout my revenu
I brought it from da hood to da big screen
Now I'm prime time of the magazine




Stop dat pop up out da south
Clear it out, clear it out
Keep my name up out yo mouth
Clear it out, clear it out
F**k dem hatas n dem hoes
Clear it out, clear it out
U gettin doe let it show
Clear it out, clear it out

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