What Year is it?


Chorus

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What year is it baby?

Year of the pristine

Got the club jumpin in 2017

What year is it baby?

You already know what to do!

Put your hands and make em do what they do

What year is it baby?

9016

Turn this up like I'm gone and you miss me

What yea is it baby?

Time. To. Party. Like. You. Love somebody!


x2

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Verse 1


Welcome to a brand new era

Sound so clean like the white on my sclera

Joke's on you this joint's foreva

Thank the almighty for intangible treasure

Blessed, one lesson,

love one, don't test it

Treat her like a good girl,

eat her right, heaven,

spend up all your bands,

feel bad then reset it


Cha-cha-cha-cha-cha-ching

Spend up all ya money

Blow it all on nice things

Forget about love

Forget about investing

She's spoiled, no doubt

But expect a lesson

She be watching

She be waitin

Scopin out the scene for assimilation

The game get dry, she out floodgatin

Shinin with the jewels and flex on you hater


Baby

Lately

I've been feelin crazy

I hope that you dont hate me

Like a dog I've trained see

This here aint the same me

I wont let you sedate me

I hope that you dont hate me

Shoutin out: "Just maybe!!"

Pick your favorite part girl

Lets tear this room apart girl

Your movement's like an art girl

I dont know where to start girl

Love can take you far girl

You might be a star girl

But you cant fly in cars girl

I thought you was a smart girl

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Chorus x2

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Verse 2

Uh, whatchu mean tho

Countin all the money

On the scene tho

Blue in the face

You a C-note

What you do

Take a loan

Cuz you need more

and you spend it like you crazy

Livin like you lazy

Can you get more brazy

Shout it out: "Just maybe!!"


Baby

Lately

Oh I've been feeling crazy

Oh i see that you hate me

Problem is that lately

I cannot be great see

Without just contemplating

Everything I may see

But baby baby


Uh i need you

I see you

You work so hard

Almost never wanna be you

Hold the cook down in the kitchen

And I'll feed you

Salt off the elbow grease

Figgadle boo


Let gets righteous baby

Ima show you some things

I kight be crazy

But love'll take you there

She smiled said maybe

Love dont come with prices baby

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Chorus