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[Verse 1]
Yea its clear
I'm livin' the life of the rich and the famous
In every magazine published I'm gracin' the pages,
Media versus celebrities, its outrageous
Put on a few septics you can rock a few stages
I'm setting new standards for women, rappers embracing
My chronological makeup a switch a bitch pace up
A trend setter, go getta, money maker, bread winner
Dropped in 98
Had the world sayin' nan nigga
[Chorus]
I been around the world
And er' body hatin'
If they talkin' I'm the topic of the conversation
Now clear it out, clear it out
I had it up to here
Clear it out, clear it out
I had it up to here
I had a lot of friends
Now got a lot of foes
When you gettin' money, this is just the way it goes
Now clear it out, clear it out
I had it up to here
Clear it out, clear it out
I had it up to here
[Verse 2]
Now er' body talkin' bout me
I could give a damn though
If they hatin' now
Wait till they see me in the lambo
Thousand dollas shoes, European jewels
Million dolla crib with the swimmin' pools
I'm just doin' me you should be doin' you
Get your own hoe don't worry bout my revenue
I brought it from the hood to the big screen
Now I'm prime time cover of the magazine
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Stop that poppin' bout the south
Clear it out, clear it out
Keep my name up out yo mouth
Clear it out, clear it out
Fuck them haters n them hoes
Clear it out, clear it out
You gettin' doe let it show
Clear it out
Stop that poppin' bout the south
Clear it out, clear it out
And keep my name up out yo mouth
Clear it out, clear it out
Fuck them haters n them hoes
Clear it out, clear it out
You gettin' doe let it show
Clear it out
[Chorus]
