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Mario - 18 lyrics
(Cassidy) Hey yo ya'll ready man? Yeah I'm ready [Mario] Cassidy 3rd street Full Surface All I wanna do Is do me Feel me? Come on (Mario) Next time y'all niggas try to compare Remember I just turned 18 That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? (so what's up) Next time y'all underestimate me (Don't do that) Recognize I just turned 18 (still young) That means i got 7 years to catch up So what's up? (Mario) I brush the dirt off my shoulder (shoulder) Push through the city in an all pearl rover One day I wanna be just like my nigga Hova But they don't wanna let me be Haters they been hatin Sayin what I can't be But i'ma stay up on they bumper (bumper) Keeping the radios jumpin all summer Havin they girls screamin just to take a picture I'm settin up my features My bank account's reachin And everybody's peeking (Mario) Next time y'all niggas try to compare me Rememeber I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? (oh yeah) Next time (oh!) ya'll underestimate me (Don't wanna that) Recognize I just turned 18 (still young) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? This is a funny situation These guys I grew up havin crazy admiration for Got the feelin that I'm tryin to replace them That ain't the case I'm in a whole 'nother place, tryna build my estate I gotta keep my Nikes nice and clean Keep the women up to 25 chasin me Got Mr. Davis pushin buttons in the Captain's seat That means more dough before I'm too old And basically before (Mario) Next time y'all niggas try to compare me Remember I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? Next time y'all underestimate me (Don't do that) Recognize I just turned 18 (still young) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? (Cassidy) Yeah yo Mario Don't let 'em get you heated homie, just only go harder Let 'em underestimate you like you Antonio Tarver Plus the dudes that be hatin is as old as your father You got plenty time, you gon get plenty shine I don't pay 'em any mind, they been tryna critcize But you can't live your life through another nigga's eyes I'm the best and you young boys know so.. I'ma fall back and let my young boy blow Next time y'all niggas try to compare me (compare me) Remember I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up (I just started) So what's up? Next time ya'll underestimate me (don't do that) Recognize I just turned 18 That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? (try me) Next time y'all niggas try to compare me (compare me) Remember I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up (I just started) So what's up? Next time ya'll underestimate me (don't do that) Recognize I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up (I just started, yeah) Next time y'all niggas try to compare me (compare me) Remember I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? Next time ya'll underestimate me (don't do that) Recognize I just turned 18 (eighteen) That means I got 7 years to catch up So what's up? |
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