BIG SEAN feat. Wale – Life Should Go On

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
From the West but I’m heading to the Northside
That’s the top, I need a crib on the shoreside
I need a backyard full court size
From where the jury is the only thing that’s courtside
Chasing money in the city of crime
Cash back so then it’s black bags under my eyes
Man fuck it I got a dream worth more than my sleep
To me playing in the game is worth more than the seats
Man fuck these hating ass bitches I’m gone
They told me no then I reverse it I’m on, I’m on!
I’m on, I’m on, they told me no then I reverse it I’m on
Mama had 2 jobs I know that she was working for me
Ten years later, I got her working for me
Hired the whole family like mobsters
Getting paid off our operation we ain’t even doctors
Grandma called, see me on the Billboards around the city
Man going around around the world so many times I’m dizzy
London or Japan, Orlando, Walt Disney
Paris, Abu-Dhabi, California weed twistin’ yup!
Texas to Toronto where they love that nigga Drizzy
All the way to Detroit, the whole city fucking with me
Heading to the money, whole city coming with me
And I’m a rep the city ’til the reaper come and get me yup!

[Hook 1:]
And this is how life should go
Everything I wanted never seem so close
Good people, good drinks, good smoke
Got me thinking this is how life should go
This is how life should go
Everything I wanted never seem so close
Family all around, all highs no lows
Got me thinking this is how life should go

[Verse 2: Wale]
Sitting back, putting all my issues in a swisher
I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches
And this ain’t biblical but this sermon is spiritual
‘Cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few
The upper percentile
Whipping whatever I, 460LS you
I probably go less miles, stay in a small circle
Know that it’s God working
Police got the swine flu and these niggas is reptiles
Yeah, Maybach poetic genius
You buying a seven jeans, keep mine in a seven Beemer
I’m trampolining on niggas and I actually mean it
A fly nigga, I keep having the gravity grievous
And while these niggas keep hating, they be asking for features
That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for Jesus
Riding around without a fuck given
Behind them dirty plates like a catcher with a mitten
The best in my position, I’m passionate with lyrics
And they ain’t fucking with the kid like Chris Hansen in the kitchen
I’m handsome to these women, I’m envied by these no ones
That’s no Joakim Noah, nigga everybody know us
And even if you don’t drink everybody po’ up
‘Cause all these hating niggas probably never gon’ show up
Never hate on no one, your blessing’s getting closer
Even when I’m open, it’s nothing to Ed Cota wassup

[Hook 1]

[Verse 3: Sean]
Could you tell me where to go? I need direction
Where are we now? Where’s the intersection?
Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception
In this cold world, it’s all about collection
So I, I stack paper and keep it ghetto
Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world
I made a promise to the mirror
That I’d, never ever ever go broke
Riding through the city, I be riding through the city
All I know is bad bitches, I got Finally Famous with me though
Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

[Hook 2:]
So I’m a drink and smoke and fuck and go go go
Like it’s all I know, all I know
Like it’s all I know, all I know
Like it’s all I know, all I know
All I know, all I know -ow -ow
-ow -ow -ow [x8]

[Verse 4: Wiz]
While I’m flying over Italy, flying over cities
Got my carry-on but really wish I had a pound with me though
My watch is thirty thousand dollars, Dolce and Gabana
I done spent so much in Prada, I don’t wanna know
I’m the reason that your bitch is smoking weed now
No blunts, lil’ bro wan’ roll up joints
Seen the how-to video now he on point
And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one
If I ever hand you some weed, it’s free, you don’t owe me none
Just put on one of me or Big Sean’s CDs and roll me some
And there’s only one, you know you know
Khalifa got, I stay high like Pluto

[Verse 5: Sean]
Okay, I’m going hard (I’m going hard), I’m going dumb (I’m going dumb)
I’m going in (I’m going in), ’til I’m going numb (’til I’m going numb)
I got a lot to say, I don’t hold my tongue
I just hold money, don’t hold me up
Rolling in more green than a hole in one
You got more than me? Then shit roll somethin’
See I be off of that tree, people tell me I shouldn’t be
But early on, my mom taught me that everything green is good for me
I wake up to three girls, my role model is Hugh Hef
I gave ya girl a t-shirt since she gave the whole crew neck
I don’t dance, I two step, my weed loud, it suplex
I came up from that basement, man straight up out of that duplex
Bitch, if I ain’t a G, I’m an OG
Two fingers on my joint, one to the policeeeee

[Hook 2]

BIG SEAN feat. 2 Chainz – Keep It Gee

Boiii, GOOD
So this is what it feels like to make something outta nothing huh?
For a young nigga to start with nothing and get muthafucking rich on ya dumbass
Finally Famous

[Hook: Big Sean]
Bitch, my life is nothin’ but a G thing
Pick up a 100 G’s, take off a G-string
Clique full of G’s and some bad-ass bitches
Oh, your ear to the streets? Okay, well, holla if you hear us
I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G, I keep it G
I keep it, I keep it, I keep it
I keep it G [repeated]

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Okay, my life is nothin’ but a G thang
Pick up 100 G’s, take off a G-string
Oh, Jesus, they love me to pieces
Got up in the game cause I was tired of the bleachers
Get rich, repeat it, taste it, I’m delish’
Lookin’ so good she put me on her fuck for free list
I turn her on ‘fore I go in
I swear that pussy keyless
I might let her ride the mic and let her friend come get the remix
Oh boy you do it
Rollin’ rich nigga weed (rich nigga weed)
With a rich nigga bitch (rich nigga bitch)
I’m ridin’ ’round the city, in a rich nigga whip
Yea a nigga paid a grip, for all this rich nigga shit
And all these bad hoes, they want a rich nigga’s dick
O God, this life is such a blessin’
See I smoke ’til I can’t smoke no more and drink is no exception
Man these crazy niggas crazy, nigga when you gon’ learn yo lesson
They won’t talk shit about you plaques, but they gon’ talk when you are restin’
Man, so fuck ‘em

[Hook]

[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
10 Ben Franklins, nigga, that’s a G homie
Flash the pinky ring, baby you can ski on it
Put it in your uterus, U-Haul, I move the shit
Baby I’m a shark and these rappers taste like tuna fish
Look at this, movie with no movie script
I die real, do this shit
Just bought an old-school so that’s my newest whip
Cartiers on, I can see all through the shit
I spell southside with an F that stand for foolishness
fuck that shit, fuck with us, we’ll have you in some luxury
I need a stash pot for a couple keys
When I’m in the Gucci store, I spend some G’s to wear some G’s
If you is a sucker, I’m a charger, where’s the sucker fee?
Luckily, smoking on that vote for me, Presidential evidence
Truck so big, I can’t park it at my residence
Wallet so big, I can’t put it in my back pocket
Soon as her ass dropping, the cash dropping

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Big Sean]
I deserve congrats (Why?)
I turned my old car into a new
My basement into a presidential view
One into two, a milli to a few
Niggas want to see me fall off, ah shit
I’ll fall off and turn into you
fuck around, turn this peace sign to a piece
Tool Time: now you learn to muthafuckin screw
I feel like slappin’ a ho
Keep a bad bitch at the passenger door
Never ever break these broads off a lil’
Once you give ‘em something they be askin’ for more
If I run out then I’m snatchin’ up yours
Man I remain a quadruple-triple OG, triple OG, triple OG
And that’s a sign that I’m a made nigga that’s fasho

BIG SEAN feat. Chris Brown – Sellin’ Dreams

Welcome to Hell’s paradise
I always heard life was a pair of dice
Seven Eleven, or a pair of eyes
As I’m looking at her smearing eyes
She yelling take them glasses off your eyes are the only things that not lying
Not caring to the point that I stopped lying
I tell her I feel the same
She tell me nigga quit playing you the only one that’s not crying
You said you wasn’t on no steal your man shit
If I broke it off now we won’t be on some friend shit
Man, what goes around comes around like some ceiling fan shit
I broke the levy to your eyes
That I don’t give a damn shit

[Hook: Chris Brown]
Another time, another time, it’s the same old shit
I think it might be too late, for me to learn from my mistakes
I knew that it hurts, I knew that it hurts you
But you should have used your head first
This might be the biggest mistake, it’s too late
Because two can’t be in first place

[Verse 2]
Wake up then, Call your ex and make up then
What was no strings attached got tangled when
Fun stopped being fun, and feeling tried to finagle in
We had that independent love, you tried to bring a label in
Girlfriend? Nah, I already got one
You need a good guy, and I’m already not one
She said we lost a kid already, I’m already not that young
My biological clock is ticking, I’m not just trying to have fun
Shits way different from us first chilling
Sometimes last words can have the worst ending
Wish we could fast forward time and reverse endings
Is there a warranty for love to return and fix it
She said you good either way, when it was her last night nigga and me today
You the man, Huh? Getting all the TNA
You fucking her raw too, sharing our DNA?
And so on and so on, and the shit just always goes on
Nothing about us feeling right
But she’ll be back before the end of the night

[Hook]

BIG SEAN feat. Kanye West & Roscoe Dash – Marvin & Chardonnay

Yea
You a nigga don’t really wanna take his cool off, ugh
(Big Sean) Boi, Do It
Let’s go

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Early in the mornin’ (mornin’)
When she’s all alone (when she’s all alone)
I’m a take my time (yeah)
Do it how we want it (do it how we want)
Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

[Kanye West:]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Yeaaah

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
She love the way I’m doin’ it
So GOOD she won’t put my tattoo on it
Bottom line is, you the finest
Gave you a new name (what’s that, what’s that, what’s that?)
My bitch
Hold up, hol’ up, woah there
Let’s capture this moment if I hit it then I own it
Marijuanin every mornin’
And Patronin’, girl, we groanin’
But that pussy got me feeling like a kid with the street lights on
Street lights on, on?
Cause’ ya know I got it goin’ til’ it’s…

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Early in the mornin’ (mornin’)
When she’s all alone (when she’s all alone)
I’m a take my time
Do it how we want it (do it how we want)
Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
So just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It’s our day
It’s our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up, Hold up
Talk to the, talk to the,.. hand
Bitch, you talkin’ to a grown ass man
It’s, like way way too much in your pants for us not to make the bed squeak
(There goes the bed sheets)
Err’ybody rip the swag off
‘Fore I rip the tag off
Why my pants sag off, cause I’m rappin’ my ass off
Flow so ugly, money so handsome
This the fuckin’ anthem, get it, the fuckin’ anthem

[Chorus: Roscoe Das]
Early in the mornin’ (mornin’)
When she’s all alone (when she’s all alone)
I’m a take my time
Do it how we want it (do it how we want)
Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
So just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It’s our day
It’s our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

[Kanye West:]
I don’t really wanna uhh… talk too much shit
But you love it when I talk like I lost it
And I love how you look when ya blazin’
And I swear you turn at least half asian
And we ’bout to have a liason
She’s so cool, give head with her shades on
You should just go and throw a cape on
And it’s just so amazing
So amazin’
So amazin’

[Big Sean:]
Take it to the car, (bloop, bloop), that shit look like I’m speed racin’
Leave em with me, it’ll boost your reputation
Westside is where I’m stationed
Spend all night, just champagne tasting
Ain’t no rush girl, let’s just pace it til it’s…

[Chorus: Roscoe Dash]
Early in the mornin’ (mornin’)
When she’s all alone (when she’s all alone)
I’m a take my time
Do it how we want it (do it how we want)
Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
So just let the song play
The long way
The strong way
It’s our day
It’s our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay

And this was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay.

BIG SEAN – What Goes Around

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Verse 1]
Understand, I am
The renowned, newest talk of the town
When errybody talk and just keeps on talkin’ about
Wassup? Tellin’ girls “You should call if you down”
And if my phone doesn’t ring, then leave it after the pound
‘Cause I be up in the air, more than I do on the ground
My city is on my hat, and I’m wearin’ it like a crown (Westside)
You’re now rockin’ wit’ somebody on they fuckin’ bidness
Watch me do it big, no pun intended (Boi)
See, I done seen nights turn to days
Love turn to hate, hugs turn to laids
Niggas turn to sirs, Andre to Spades
‘Cause when it turns real, that’s when everybody turns fake
Instead of sayin’ fuck all ‘a y’all and turning away
Man, I was cool enough to say “Fuck it” and let ‘em stay
Fuck, I hate to say I told you so
So buying rounds is my way of saying “Told you, ho”

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

[Verse 2]
Now, I can’t tell what’s a better accessory
My new watch, or the chick that’s standin’ right next to me
Killin’ niggas at rap, but being the man’s my specialty
I love shitting on all my exes especially
Double shots, then re-reload
Let’s toast to the interns that made it to CEO
Boss player, collectin’ every single check that’s owed out
Puttin’ on a show until everything is sold out
Man, I’m chillin’ wit’ Jays, ‘Ye’s, and Common Senses
It’s crazy when legends are peers and your competition
I would hate to be a almost nigga
I call ya that, ’cause you gossip like y’all almost bitches
You know, went to school with Jay, and was almost Jigga
Or hooped against LeBron and would almost get ‘im
Y’all niggas make me realize how good almost isn’t
Would hate to look back on my life and say “I almost did it”
F-ck that, reflectin’ on the last chain I bought
They on my tracks, waitin’ on the next train of thought
Visualizin’ how the crown might be
Got the whole rap game tryna sound like me

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
Tell me I gotta leave, then tell me I gotta stay
Tell me I’m all you need

Understand that what goes around comes around

And I don’t ever wanna come down
So, baby, tell me who the best
Tell me it’s not me
Tell me I gotta go, then tell me I’m all you need

This dedicated to my ex girls, both of ‘em
It’s also dedicated to everybody who be talkin’ shit behind my back
And then when I see y’all, y’all act like “Awww, I’m so happy for you”
That’s some bitch-ass shit, nigga

Understand that what goes around comes around
(This also dedicated to everybody who’s fuckin’ winnin’ today)
And I don’t ever wanna come down
Baby, tell me it’s time to go
(Everybody gettin’ it)
(After niggas said you couldn’t get it)

Understand that what goes around comes around
And I don’t ever wanna come down
(G.O.O.D. Music and the best)
So, baby, tell me who the best
(No I.D.!)

BIG SEAN - Woke Up

[Hook: Big Sean and James Fantleroy]
I woke up
Boy it’s time to get it
Walking to the window, saw the city
Thank God I woke up
Feeling like the mothafuckin’ realest
Living but it’s time to make a killing
Thank God I woke up

[Bridge: Sean]
Tryna get it every day
Make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up)
Tell these fuck boys they gotta pay
Tryna make a hundred mill and run away, way, way
(I woke up)

[Verse 1: Sean]
I woke up, woke up, thank God I woke up
Wifey at home but I’m living life like we broke up
You hit the hood and post up, I’m gon’ get it ‘til I’m filthy rich
My hands dirty, my gross up, my money doing the toe touch
That’s stretched out, ‘til I’m in the back, stretched out, drinking Ace
‘Cause I’m decked out, whole hood with me
Need a guest house, yea a guest house
Lately I been getting like mo’ ass and less mouth
‘Cause when they see that whip, they start to think about kids
Man, when they see this crib, they gon’ start to think about cribs
Been dealt with real life too long, now it’s time to live
Respect out the D, hardly had a pot to pee in
Now I’m at the Coliseum, lil’ niggas gotta see him
Tryna be him, show you how to follow vision, real nigga
Politician, bad bitch, swallowtician, gotta get it
Yea (yea), last night I lost all that
I’ma wake my ass up, get it all back, thank God

[Hook]
[Bridge]

[Verse 2: Say It Aint Tone]
I been killing shit, I gotta say, my pit blue, my buffs gray
With a hint of white, sipping Henny white, living like I won’t see the night
A real playa like Pinky, when I’m in the game, I TD
And I’m all about my dollars, dollars, dollars, that’s 3D
I wake up with a bad bitch by my side
Last night, I was so drunk, I felt high
Last week, I was so high, I felt drunk
I got a bitch so bad, I gotta hit from the front
I fuck Kim K hoes, that’s Jay ‘Ye tone, smoking weed, that’s reggaeton
Get it next to free, that’s AJ tone, what’s my name
What’s my name bitch? Sayitainttone, what she saying? Sayitainttone
Who they playing? Sayitainttone, fuck sleep that take too long!

[Hook]
[Bridge]
[Hook]

[Verse 3: Mike Posner]
I woke up this morning
Looking at the city that raised me
I can get it all now
And go get everything they never gave me

[Verse 4: Early Mac]
Like every day that I wake, I say grace for my cake
I’ma do dessert first, I don’t even gotta wait
Yea, when I hit the mall, I hit that bitch in the face
God be so good to me, I just gotta stop and pray
By the way, my jewelry appraised, it’s a couple K
On the lake, I’m out of the state, at my hideaway
Like Bruce Wayne, I’m saving the day, and I’m getting bank
I’m foolay, my bitch got bootay, ooh I love the way
I woke up, my dough up, I got out, I go nuts
I show out, I blow up, I ball out, I po’ up
Ok it’s Early Mac off in this ho, tailor-made designer coat
Watch me take it to the bank and deposit a pot of gold
I’m fooling

[Hook]

BIG SEAN – Story By Common

Yea, what up! It’s Common right here! Y’all know where I come

from, and uh, shoot I used to come to the D. I used to go to

Detroit, like, every two weeks to record with J Dilla. I be

standing at the Atheneum, and then, you know, he’d come scoop me

up; he had a Range. We’d either eat, we’d eat at a Coney Island,

close to his crib. He stayed ’round McNich’. We’d go down in his

basement and stuff, and Jay Dee would dig through the records

and then he would make a beat. And then once he make a beat, I’d

be like, “Yo that beat cold,” and then I’d just sit there. And

Frank, Frank would be around. And then you know, and we’d just

be kicking it; I’d be getting some Heinekens and stuff, and then

uh, they’d go to Chocolate City, to strip club. And I wasn’t all

into the strip clubs at the time, so I’m like yo, I’d just be

like, I’d sit there and be like, “I’m about to write this rap.”

Then one time I was like, “I’m going to the strip club with

y’all.” I went to the club, and man they had some good chicken

wings, man some good, thick girls, and it was right. Anyway, I

love the D, man; We used to kick it off in the D. That was like

all day. That’s what we do.

BIG SEAN – Story By Snoop Lion

Ye it’s so cold in the motherfucking D
I’m talking real cold man I’m talking about June 19 motherfucking 86
On a west side off 8 mile road
Living with my pops while he was working at a motherfucking post office
Right around the corner I was working at McDonalds
Getting up in the morning doing that breakfast shift
I was so cold in the motherfucking eggs, they call me young eggs
I mean I had it locked and loaded I was gonna fuck around and go to school out there
To the coaches wanted me to come to Cody High and play basketball
And do my thing, but you know what man, the experience I had in Detroit was a hell of an experience man
‘Cause it shaped me, it molded me, it grew me
I came back from Detroit I was new and improved
I remember I wrote me a song, I said I went to Detroit to make my move a more track
Now I’m back and I’m new and improved
That’s how I came back from Detroit you understand me I was new and improved
So all to my folks out there in the D, it’s so motherfucking cold from the west side to the east side
Y’all know what it is, I used to stay on white street on the east side
Right by the east line mall you dig
So I mean I’m well routed, and tutored and suited and booted
Part of the D, it’s part of the G and the LBC
This is Big Snoop Dogg, Big Sean you know what it is
Detroit, let’s go.

BIG SEAN – Wait For Me

[Chorus]
I hope it’s not too late for me
Could you just wait for me a while
Is it too late, too late?
I hope it’s not too late, too late
[x2]

I hope it’s not too late
I got my whole life packed inside a suitcase
Ridin in a Chevy that should’ve been a Mercedez
Tryna keep my head above water
So I stayed out the navy
I, I, I made a promise to my girl
Said Imma leave town and bring back the whole world
So I bought a ticket
Took longer than expected
Came back around like a necklace
And the first thing she said, was (it’s too late!)
Like nigga, I got needs too
I found a man who gave me what I need
Now I don’t need ya
I barely gotta text the call back
You ol lying ass nigga
You’re a dog
Out here chasin paper
Fuckin bitches
Nah
Nah nigga you’re too late
Live with it
Now you got a roommate
My homie served ten years
It’s too late for him to be treated equally
Too late for him to make it out the hood legally
Ridin around doing my thing
Is it too late to be tryin to live dreams
Turn them up real
Reality is just a technicality
And so is being fake
So don’t tell me that
I’m that I’m toooo late

[Chorus]
I hope it’s not too late for me
Could you just wait for me a while
Is it too late, too late?
I hope it’s not too late, too late
[x2]

Alarm clock said I’m too late
And they said I’m too weak
I could use a few weights
So they said I took too long

And don’t look too strong
Well how long would you take
Waitin’s got me here in the first place
Another second maybe second
Maybe third in the worst case
Now we’ll display
On my word plays
Moving weight
It’s such a trap
Move and weight
You can’t do that
I know I’m dope man
But I can’t move crack
And is such a fraction
They way you thinking about your plans
But I tryna bring it back
Before your brain hit the pan
Sean from Detroit
Lupe from Chicago land
But both of our chains say made in Japan
German engineers design both of the sedans
Ride with Mr. Right on time
Or stay Miss another chance, man
Re-direct it at the girls
Not an ultimatum
Just an option in this world
But things come and go
When the clocks never stop
Be on time for nothing
A little late for a lot

[Chorus]
I hope it’s not too late for me
Could you just wait for me a while
Is it too late, too late?
I hope it’s not too late, too late
[x2]

I hope it’s not too late
I hope it’s not too late
The last thing I wanna hear is too late

Tell me is it too late for me to try and change the world
Is it too late to say I wanna change girls
Is it too late even though I’m the shit
Is it too late to tell ya’ll to suck my dick

[Talking]
Bitch
I do it too late for what
I want it I need it
If I need it I got it
Cause this how finally famous niggas do

BIG SEAN – RWT

Yup, yup
I look up
Cause I can’t look down on you bitch niggas no mo, man
If that casket ain’t 24 karot gold when I die
Then I ain’t made enough fucking money man and that’s real talk
God

[Verse]
This my roll weed time
Don’t turn it into dead in the street time
Her legs do the peace sign
Know the hood so well don’t need street signs
Young rich and iconic
Big titties I’m signin’
Burnin’ bitches and chronic
Big white smoke clouds every time I talk, does it look like I’m in a comic?
Everything I rock I designed it, realer nigga, won’t find it
Okay, I be stackin’ that cheddar, bet that shit won’t expire
Got me ballin’ so hard, I need me Jerry Maguire
I made a mil before twenty-five, man and I ain’t even no lie
Bitch I ain’t sayin’ that shit to brag neither, I’m sayin’ that to inspire
I’m like, damn boy, fuck you sayin’ boy?
Hatin’ on me, knowin’ that you is a fan boy
When I’m around you call me Cuz like we fam boy?
Rappin’ like me let’s me know that I’m the man boy
Okay, Hennessy and Bombay is a real nigga entree
I gave her my grande, my food is picante
My girls is Beyonce, your boyfriend beyond gay
I seen him hang with Deandre and they was lookin’ like prom dates
One time for my hood ’til I go in the ground
I’m throwin’ it up cause they holdin’ me down
I’m perverted as fuck, got a pole in the house
Got your girl and your girl and they hoein’ it out
But you standin’ outside cause no hoes is allowed
If you work like I work, you would throw in the towel
Once you get in this life, man, there’s no comin’ out
And haters look at me like snow in the south
Surprise nigga
Man fuck it, I’m on, you off and I hope you die nigga
Why you alive nigga?
I’m stackin’ dough cause my momma dig the despise
Yeah I’m the one that these hatin’ niggas despise
You better take off your fuckin’ disguise, nigga
Bitch-made it’s in your eyes nigga
Lies nigga
Shut the fuck up, everything’ll be fine
Cause this my roll weed time

BIG SEAN – So Much More

Feeling like I got the cheat code to life
Jewelry looking like it got free throwed in ice
Debatin’ with the reaper not to repo my life
Cause in my 23 years I done lived a couple lives
Like why? cause I stunt, bags of trees, like it’s fall
The girls that was outta my league tryna play with my balls
I pay bills, I work hard
And when my momma cried a river, they never gave us a bridge
They gave us a bridge card, nigga
Ridin’ low, puffin on loud
I came way too far to fuck it up now
Text from my mom said “me and your grandma proud”
I’m way too deep in the game to go sit back in the crowd
Teacher told me get a job, save up for a 401 (k)
Man I’d rather be young and shit, countin’ $401k.
I’d rather die with a smile instead
I’m just multiplying the money and dividing the legs
B-I

(Been this way before)
(Dream of having so much more)

But I’m never dividing the bread
Bitch I bet I get the debit if I don’t get the cred (I deserve)

Throwin’ westside up like Pac, when they pop ya block up,
B-blocka, Big Poppa flock off, you holy, lil wodi, holy cannoli, chewbacca
I’m Balenciaga, Chanel, Hermes but I betchu that you won’t find it
Rocking Louie and MCM
Guess I’m closed (clothes) minded
Obama suite, you one below, up in the Joe Biden
I’m in your city just chillin’, where are your hoes hiding?
24k for the fit because it’s 24 carats
And I can’t lie, the price’ll probably go up when I wear it
I’m just D-Town reppin’
And makin’ all these niggas who second guessed it regret it
Regret it like half the hoes I smashed in the sheets
At least I realize now how much I loved Ashlee Marie
And when it’s all said and done I’d probably give her my knee
Cause she put up with too many games not to have her a ring
Man she almost cried when she seen me on TV on BET
Just making it seem easy
Standing next to Common Sense and Yeezy
And the whole world seen me
Bitch I know you seen me

(Been this way before)
(Dream of finding so much more)

“Man, I wake up to a wet dream
Everyday’s a Friday and every nights a sex scene
Every week is fashion week and every day I’m pressed clean
Detroit’s Angel, I even got red wings
I’m headed to the ball, me and three prom queens
My life’s prom night and guess who the Prom King
They having a kissing fight and I’m Don King
Everybody know I’m coming soon like LeBron’s ring”

Tell me that wasn’t verse of the year
Man that shit deserves a hearse and a tear
Swear to God I’m overlaid, all my girls get overfucked
All my deals be overpaid and all my joints get over stuffed
Finally Famous bitch, there ain’t a fucking thing that’s over us
So take that check out and owe it up
Man I turned impossible possible
And what these niggas can barely see in the optical
The same teacher who told me rap is what not to do
And said I’m throwin my life away if I drop outta school
Want me to come speak to the kids, the point I gotta prove
Is that I did everything that they told me not to do
After I went down the road, they told me not to cruise
They ain’t know that was my road to success
Now my picture on the wall hanging to help the kids follow through
My dream girl is every night, my dream car is optional
My old school look like a T-Rex, I should feed her fossil fuels
Man, I turn my enemies to molecules
Little hoes
Without any preparation, I exceed these expectations
Man, they wanna see me dead, but I gave them dedication
I’m yellin’ fuck em all, with a hundred exclamations
Cause I’m a be the man til my fucking expiration

B-I-G, I do it
This goes out to my muthafucking city
Detroit, Westside to be exact
Right over there on Northlawn…

BIG SEAN – My Last

[Chris Brown:]
Hands up in the air
I just want the
I just want the baddest bitch in the world
Right here on my lap

And I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this ass up, like it’s my last
I swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Ok, now where that alcohol
You ain’t even got to ask
Cause I’m a drink it all like, like it’s my last
She a 7 in the face, but a 10 in the ass
She even look better by the end of my glass
See I just walked in fresher than the shirts off in this muthafucka
I’m a, I’m a need a baddest broad to twirk off in this muthafucka
I’m a go hard till it hurts off in this muthafucka
I’m a ball so you gotta work off in this muthafucka
The work, and I can get you anything you want
I could, I could, I could, I could put you on
See you look like Beyonce so do it like Beyon…
Do it, do it like Beyonce and put it on Sean
Grind hard but got a lot to show for it
Always had drive like I had to chauffeur it
My team’s so true we should get a camera crew
To follow us around and make a show for us

[Hook: Chris Brown]
And I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this ass up, like it’s my last
I swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
All, all, all, all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Now, I’m a fill this glass up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a blow dis backup like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a spend this cash up like it’s my last
And I’m a make it last, like it’s my last
And I’m gone, can’t remember where I am
But she forget about her man when they tell her who I am
And they introduce my fan
Now she all up in space
All, all up in my face like “you remember who I am”
Since I signed to Kan’, I’m Louie Vuitton shine
Up in Benny Han Han eating all the Wonton (what’s good)
Rozay rose or a little Chandon
Put her hands down my pants now she rocking Sean John
Man I just ended up on er’body guestlist
I’m just doing better than what everyone projected
I Knew that I’d be here so if you asked me how I feel
I’m a just tell you, it’s everything that I expected
Bitch!

(Boi, Boi) [repeats on background]

[Chris Brown:]
Hands up in the air
(One time for the West side, west side, let me see them)
Hands up in the air
(Two times, two times if you love good music)
Hands up in the air
(And three times for the baddest chick in the World who got her)
Hands up in the air

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this ass up, like it’s my last
I swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

[Bridge:]
Big ass bottles, big ice buckets
I work too hard to be ballin’ on a budget
Me and my people do it big out in public
Cause if you don’t do it big
Bitch you ain’t doing nothing

[Hook: Chris Brown]
And I’m a hit this drink up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this night up like it’s my last
I’m a, I’m a hit this ass up, like it’s my last
I swear I’m a, swear I’m a do it like
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all
All, all, all, all, all all all all
Like I, like I never had it at all all all all, all all all all

BIG SEAN - Once Bitten, Twice Shy

I look up

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Tequila glasses, shots to the head cause some memories they need assassins
Got a quarter pound of purp an eigth of gin I have my friends
Gone, Gone
Man fuck it though, not too good with fractions
Tried to do it all on my own, not too good with asking
Cause when people give you a hand they want an audience back
But they not clapping and standing, they clapping at me let’s panic
Pop pop that AK take candids
I aim for the sky, never landed
And yup
I look up up up in the mirror, I see a nigga gettin’ rich off me
Hmm, and look at all these mother fuckers trynna get rich off me
But they wasn’t there not when times got heavy man when things got deadly
Before my cash flow broke that levy man we ain’t have no heat in that broke ass Chevy
Coming from a city where dreams get shredded, I’m goin off credit, these niggas need debit
Made mistakes but they made me what I am and I am what I am and I don’t regret it
And I found the girl that I’d marry, the only curse
Is that I keep running into the girls that I’d fuck first

[Bridge:]
But that’s the, lifestyle of the big big dogs
For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all? For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
I mean a, big house, life you never saw, for everything you want and love, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all?
For everything you know, are you down to let it go?

Fuck nah
Trynna make it out a city where niggas don’t make it out
And if you do they want the blueprint so they can try and trace it out
They got that work, and thank God for yay
Signed to G.O.O.D, thank God for Ye
Before it’s all said and done the one thing that I gotta say is

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Man I miss my grandma, she ain’t passed away or nothin I’m just busy on camera
I love her, I love her, I should call her up and tell her
Give her some flowers, while she can still smell em
While she can still smell em, If you love somebody please tell em
I swear if you had 24 hours tell me who or what you’d do
Would you spend it all with your fam or would you get high with your crew?
Would you go back to your old girl and let her know that it’s true?
Would you go back to your old boss and piss all over his shoes?
Would you, try and make the news? Would you get paid? Would you try to pay your dues?
Would you step it up or would you try and change shoes? Do you believe in karma or living for tomorrow?
Would you, hit the bar and go binging? Would you, steal a car, Mercedez Benz? and
Would you die alone, would you die independent? Or would have your friends right there in attendance
When it’s all finished
Guess that depends on how you live
Just pray that all of your wrongs don’t overshadow all that you did

[Bridge:]
But that’s the, lifestyle of the big big dogs
For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all? For everything you love and more, would you trade it all?
I mean a, big house, life you never saw, for everything you want and love, would you trade it all?
Would you trade it all?
For everything you know, are you down to let it go?

[Hook:]
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

Oh, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I made mistakes but I’m just man enough to say
There’s no turning back now
There’s no turning back now

BIG SEAN – Only Two Can Win (Freestyle)

Whoa, Oh
Same ol’ me, but everything around me new
Made it to the roof and still stuck to my roots
Livin’ out the dream
Well, it might be a dream to you
But I do everything I dream, so to me it’s déjà vu
See everybody wanna go to big deal from no deal
To make it to the top you still gotta go uphill
Rollin’ up J’s, to rollin’ up here with J
Crazy how my life just went from surreal to so real
Back when rapping, school was a main contemplation
‘Ye took me to the Grammy’s, we had that conversation
Say, “You don’t make it this far doing no kind of waiting”
And a few years later it’ll lead me to my nomination
And that, that, that’s worth more than a diploma
Sometimes being your own boss is worth more than promotions
Chillin’ in a spot niggas kill to get inside
Spilt so much liquor on the ground, you’da thought my niggas died
But we inside!

BIG SEAN – Meant To Be

Yeah this was meant to be
I came in the world knowing nothing is for free
So you gon pay for her and she gon pay for me
My life is the shit I guess that this was meant for me
[Repeated]

Tell a bitch to tell her friend
To tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc cut my umbilical
Hundred inch dick yep and twenty pound genitals
So you gon have to stay there til my secretary tell you enter hoe.

Tell a bitch to tell her friend
To tell her friend to tell a hoe
Tell a bitch to tell her friend
To tell her friend to tell a hoe
Tell a bitch to tell her friend
To tell her friend to tell a hoe
I have been the realest since the doc cut my umbilical
Hundred inch dick yep and twenty pound genitals
So you gon have to stay there til my secretary tell you enter hoe.

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Stack that paper
Stack it stack it stack it up some more
Give me everything I want then I’m asking for some more
I’m smoking up on that tropical jolly green yeah Galapogos
Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold
I’m who these girls is tryna know jumping off Jeronimo
They tell me I’m the best I say I ain’t even trying hoe
See me I’m into hoes that’s into hoes
So now I’m in two hoes, real shit boy
You don’t drink, more for me
We chillin out when niggas can’t afford to be
Look baby girl you better act accordingly
Cause I see bout ten more of you but sorry there’s no more of me

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Ca-ca-ca-catch me if you can
Cause I might go from plane to whips
See my money is hand to hand
I’m shining from neck to wrist
And your girl want mouth to mouth
But I make her get neck to dick
Cause she just want connections with a nigga that’s connected
Bitch, I’m who they want see want see
Used to tell me everything I won’t be
You gon be, fucking with piranha’s and they gon eat
But somehow I just turn the tide like laundry
Oooh, and now my life is beautiful
I’m a boss bitch you should come and grab a cubicle
Look and I remain until my funeral
Stand up nigga like I’m in front of the urinal
Boyyyyyyy

[Chorus: Big Sean]

BIG SEAN – Mula

After God, after my family, I ain’t gon’ front
Ain’t nothing more important than this success, than getting it

[Bridge: Big Sean]
Where my real niggas that’s gon’ ride for me
Where my fine freaks that’s gon’ ride for me
Where my real niggas that’s gon’ ride for me
Where my fine freaks that’s gon’ ride for me

[Hook: Sean]
Ain’t nothing more important than the mula
Ain’t nothing more important than the mula
Hallelujah, hallelujah, praise God, Hallelujah

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Tell the police I’mma stack this paper ’til I overdose
Whoa-di, ho-di, slowly back yo bitch ass up, you over close
I over flow, all over hoes, my niggas is over hype
Shooting up your Phantom, now they call your shit the Holy ghost
M-M-Mercy, Lord would you please have mercy
And protect me from the hoes, if her life ain’t sweet, they gon’ desert me
Shut the fuck up, and stand up when you see me, like I’m the verdict
That’s respect, now I got your wifey, and you back to using that Jergens
Hurting, sipping, spilling, tipping, for my niggas who done passed way
Charge your ass a fuck you fee, and make you pay your tax today
I’m on a secluded island, swear it feel like castaway
Put that money in my shooter hands, and tell him blast away
I feel like getting paper is my destiny
‘Til I rest in piece, get money recipe
Told my mind get what you want, then just leave the rest to me
Ain’t no motherfucking rest for me

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2: French Montana]
Ain’t nothing more important than the mula
Diamand rings, hundred chains, Slick Rick the ruler
I got polished cribs all in my name
Got them M’s all in that bank
Griff, Blake all in that paint
Stacking bread, come watch me plank
Pray to never dying broke
Getting cases by the boat
Went shopping, buy the store
Shorty snorkel for that crab, eating lobster on my dinner plate
Stacking all this money homie, tryna see that ceiling break
Mula ain’t everything homie, it’s the only thing
Came from a hall of piss, straight to the hall of fame
Talk money, we got it, fuck boy, shoot your stylist
Eating good, I ain’t brolic, I’m just chasing them commas
My niggas rock that five, and my bitch a ten
Got that China white, call it Jeremy Lin
Ain’t nothing more important than the mula
My chain, a fridge, deep freezer, and a cooler

[Hook x2]

[Bridge]

BIG SEAN – My House

Do it
Nigga fuck yo bitch nigga

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn’t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don’t know nothin’ about that, shit

Yellin’, whose house is this? Huh
Bitch, Do I even gotta ask now?
Who the fuck are you? Do you even got you a pass?
I don’t know why you cuffin’ yo girl, she ain’t even got her no ass
Middle fingers to all of the nonbelievers
Not only did I beat the odds, I also got even
Took a spot up on the throne, I see myself see myself
Said it twice ’cause history repeats itself ‘peats itself
Man I can’t even lie, I be high I be high
Mother fuck drinkin’ and drivin’, I’d rather get high and fly
I’m out of here, like outer wear
We are not the same, you are not a player
My house is somewhere off in the woods, girls in my bed like I’m papa bear
They say hard work pays off, wrong it pays good as hell
You the man huh? Sorry I couldn’t tell
Claimin’ that they BIG, well I really can’t lie
From the top they all look the same size

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn’t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don’t know nothin’ about that, shit

I start my mornin’ with the paper
Bitch I’m rich free press, hundreds on all the pages
And you can’t slow me down, I’m sorry there’s no delay
Me and my committee run the city, you just tryin’ to join the relay
Leader of the new school, reportin’ from the PA
These niggas call me cause but I don’t know why, cause we can’t relate
I got yo sister doin’ thangs on camera I can’t replay
But she’s a waste of time, fuck I could’ve had a V8
I turn thousands to milli’s, it’s time to renovate the ceiling
I’m turning houses to buildings, hustle while you out here chilling
What’s the wordy I’m certainly getting rich in a hurry
I swear I fuck ’til I’m tired, I’m getting high ’til it’s blurry
I’m from the dirty glove, where hammers turn crews into jurys
They’ll make you sit down, but as long as you with me ain’t no worries
Man I’m puttin’ on for my crew, never for these hoes
I’m puttin’ on for my city, she puttin’ on her clothes

Shit, whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
They told me a nigga wouldn’t amount to, shit
Nigga, Whose house is this?
Laughin’ so hard my tongue is out and shit
I stack dead Prez, mouth to mouth that shit
But you don’t know nothin’ about that, shit

BIG SEAN – Intro

I say
I’m still dreaming bigger than I’m living
And just sleeping long enough to dream
Spent long enough in the sheets
It’s time to turn it to the real thing
And turn these ideas to milli’s
Business in the buildings
No girlfriend, you’re looking for some feelings
Find a dentist
Me and my crew toured around the world
Shook a million hands
I never made the crowd fans
I made ‘em all fam
And came back to the city
That made us all men
Except we kings now
Reflecting, trying to take it all in
I put the city on my back
So that way if I fall
I’m crowd surfing the map
I turn mistakes into lessons
Dead ends to exits
On the journey of my life
So I’m inviting ya’ll to get in
Let’s go

BIG SEAN – Live This Life

[Hook: The Dream]
Oh shit I’m finally famous
And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

[Verse 1: Big Sean]
Hell yeah nigga high right now
That’s the reason I said “hi” right now
Come have the time of your life right now
All you gotta do is close your eyes right now
This shit classic, they ask “where your outfit from? ”
Plead, The Saks Fifth, first class
Only culture games and practice
Oh you athletic? Shit, show me on the mattress
Cause it’s already night time
And I feel like the right time
Twisting up my fingers
Like a young P-A-C, B-I-G but she just call me D-A-D
I do it

[Hook:]
Oh shit I’m finally famous
And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

And I’m a need that penthouse on top of the world
That Detroit player on top of the world
Detroit players on top of your girl
It’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life…
Let’s show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life
Fancy things…
Flashing lights, it’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life…

[Verse 2: Big Sean]
Hell yeah, nigga gone right now
That’s why we should get gone right now
I’m tryna to get you home right now
I bet I could turn you on right now
Really I can’t call it
Stress turned me to a weed-head
And parties to an alcoholic
And money turned me to a workaholic
And money turned her to a twerkaholic
Yeah do it, do it, yeah do it with no hands
Do it like you do it when you do it with your man
I could pull up in a Honda Civic, pulling bitches
It ain’t about the cars, bout the nigga that’s up in it
Right here: and all I need is a minute
Start it up, guaranteed I’m a finish
In the nighttime, and I feel like the right time
So here go the drink you’ve been waiting all life for
Make sure the muthafucker ice cold
My jewelry game ice-cold, stone white albino
Cause you’re burning up, your outfit is dyno
Let’s give em a light show

[Bridge: The Dream]
I ain’t Paul McCartney or John Lennon
I ain’t buying Beetles, I’m buying Benzes
They mad at you mamacita
Cause them bitches look like Bobby Bonilla

[Hook:]
Oh shit I’m finally famous
And I’m rolling with the motherfuckin top down
How can you blame us?
I wanna break you off like right now

And I’m a need that penthouse on top of the world
That Detroit player on top of the world
Detroit players on top of your girl
It’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life…
Let’s show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life
Fancy things…
Flashing lights, it’s been a hell of a night
What a beautiful life…

Let’s show em how to live this life
Show em how to live this life

BIG SEAN – How It Feel

Cool cool cool cool
Yup, finally famous nigga

[Hook:]
Ok, I get lost in the night
Faded off of that brown
We can take shots of that white
Realest niggas around
Tell me would you like it would you like it if I let you call me big
Take it to the D, I can show you where I live
Take it to the penthouse and show you how to live
And treat it like it ain’t shit

Now ask me how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
Yea tell me how it feel, how it feel, how it feel
Man to be around a nigga this real
You know I came up, came down
Turn every dream I had real
So tell me how it feel
How it feel, how it feel
Man to be around a nigga this real

[Verse 1:]
You know I need everything in plural
That’s benji’s and euro’s
I just came back from that Paris
My life is moving in turbo
My pinky ring just dingling
Look how I’m sipping my merlot
Look how I’m hittin’ my herbal
Praise God, church ho
What the fuck is you saying?
B.I.G I’m the mayor in the bitch
Ol’ fur coat looking like a bear in this bitch
OH! fuck is you wearing? that’s embarrassin shit
Man and to my new girls that’s hearing this shit
You fucking with an OG, you should cherish this shit
Man they tell me that they love me, I ain’t hearing that shit
They trynna get up in my will and inherit that shit
That’s why I’m faded, I’m wasted
I’m living life like it’s no jail
House bigger than a hotel
But these hoes tell
So I still take their ass to the hotel
In my hotel
I got a bad bitch with that body
And a badder bitch in that lobby
Boy that’s just how I got it
When I…

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[Verse 2:]
Bad bitches that came through
I’m hitting all that I aim to
So stoned I can’t move
So stoned I can’t move
She go either way like it’s game two
She look at her phone praying it ain’t you
Living out all the rumors
Then afterwards, say it ain’t true
Man I’m daydreaming while sexing
Her screams remind me I’m in it
And all this champagne that I’m popping
Reminded me that I’m winning
I know we shouldn’t get so high
Yea, remind me that when I’m finished
But this the life we chose
It’s the only life that we know
Reminiscing when I had no job
Back when I woulda robbed yo job
Me and my niggas on the streets dog
Throwing signs up like we roadside
Now the suits and pasta both bowtie
My Greek girls say “opa”
My Spanish girls scream “no mas”
And all the Black girls scream “don’t, stop”

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