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[Intro] Young Money Yeah, yeah, yeah [Chorus] I know way too many people here right now That I didn't know last year—who the fuck are y'all? I swear it feels like the last few nights We've been everywhere and back But I just can't remember it all What am I doing? What am I doing? Oh yeah, that's right—I'm doing me, I'm doing me I'm living life right now, man And this what I'ma do 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over [Verse] Bottles on me, long as someone drink it Never drop the ball, fuck are y'all thinking? Making sure the Young Money ship is never sinking About to set it off in this bitch, Jada Pinkett I shouldn't have drove, tell me how I'm getting home You too fine to be laying down in bed alone I could teach you how to speak my language, Rosetta Stone I swear this life is like the sweetest thing I've ever known About to go thriller, Mike Jackson on these niggas All I need's a fucking red jacket with some zippers [Chorus] 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over And this what I'ma do 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over 'til it's over, 'til it's over But it's far from over 'til it's over [Outro]