All Eyes On Me

Life as we know it begins on Friday night (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) Bright lights, big city (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) Rubber band stacks blowing in the wind (I know she wants to move it, that girl can't help herself) All for the love of girls shaking they asses, yeah I keeps that dirty money, I'm talkin' fast cash I'm talkin' razor shaving I'm talkin' duffel bags I'm talkin' you can count it, papi, it's all there I'm talkin' hooking up that Slum Dog Millionaire I like the fast girls, who like them fast cars Who rather sell it to ya, then ask for more tomorrow I know those Y-S-L platforms ain't coming cheap And plus I like to show I gets it from the streets (One, two, three, four) I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it got to be Hey now, all eyes on me I see your name in lights, your face on the big screen Let's cruise drop the top, you deserve to be seen Rockin' them Prada goggles, you're my next top model Your style like Jackie O, now just sit back and let 'em marvel I know you see this paper, I bet you count my cash Countless trips to Saks with her make her tote Birkin bags Nuvo on ice is served, let that quench your thirst Damn right them bitches hate, 'cause they just had it first I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it's got to be Hey now, all eyes on me Jockin' my swag, I'll pop tags you'll be borrowin' No drinks in here, y'all thirsty we be swallowin' Don't matter where I go, them haters be followin' me, so hey now I know what girls like Know what you lookin' for Them tights is fittin' right You hike them up some more You pulled that hair back Stick that ass out for them boys to see You damn near broke your heel from posin', tryna catch a G Gucci, Fendi, Louis Your man don't do that, do he? Now, take the stage the floor is yours, come on and make a movie Work that camera mama, rip that runway, baby Now pop your collar, see them dollars is why they hate me I'm out here dressed like I belong on TV Settle for less? Hell no, that wouldn't be me Hey now, all eyes on me Hey now, I skipped the line for free Bass loud, how it's got to be Hey now, all eyes on me She move that, uh She move that, uh Yessir, uh She move that, uh Yessir

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