You Know, You Know lyrics

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Please make your long story shorter
Time is of the essence for the king of third quarter
Numbers do the talking I have nothing for reporters
I just hope we make these flights
And don't get held up at the border
Yeah, and you can spare me the accolades
I'm the only reason you can find my city on the Atlas page
Half a million dollars later and my tax is paid
And I'm still spending money from my acting days
Man, I swear life is such a lovely thing
Feel the perks that a seven figure budget bring
Tell your girlfriend that I can pull some fucking strings
So were courtside when Lebron get a fucking ring
Yeh I'll bet I'll be there, I'll be there
You see that 62 sittin outside, that's me there
Leapin to the top, that's my leap year, prepare
Puttin it in overtime, I never said it'd be fair
I'm always left wishing that I could of done it in person
My apologizes to all of the ones I was hurting
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I got new girls, but none of they love is for certain
I call old girls, but none of they numbers are workin'
Damn, what happened to us?
Life can always change, you have to adjust
How come when I got a party, you stare at me in disgust
They pay us just to have fun, you should see that as a plus
Especially when I come flyin' through the door
And kindly ignore
The paparazzi outside trying to record
Why has every woman never dined here before?
Am I the only twenty-three-year-old wine connoisseur?

It's always nice when you're out with someone that notices
My condo got that art gallery openess
I'm just really hoping it isn't what your motive is
They ain't rooting for me
They ain't clapping for me
I'm only saying can somebody just be happy for me
I really hate to say I told you so
So I bite my tongue...
But you know you know

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