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D Dash - Celebration lyrics
Young yesterday, I woke up in Chicago
 With a bitch named Danielle
 And I'm gonna do the same tomorrow
 This time I be in Cali, next time prolly be Miami
 Gotta show me a platinum all, 
 Prolly spend the night with a girl named Tami
 I wake up for the money, can't never fall on sleep on me
 And you say that's your honey, but to me she just a freak
 All that she see I'm just a dog
 You tail her, I be on her, I fuck her like a song
 Freestyling throw a beat on it
 By the end of the night it all seem familiar
 I wake up in the morning and I hardly remember
 Like, what's your name girl?
 Do your thang, memoride me how you can girl, yeah
 [Hook]
 Popping bottles throwing money, I be nice in the club
 Tell me what we celebrating for
 Entertaining niggas girl, never show these bitches love
 Drop them panties, what you waiting for?
 Cause today is like yesterday
 And tomorrow we doing the same
 Cause today is like yesterday
 And tomorrow we doing the same
 Ah, it's Gucci manning on my baler bay
 And everyday of the week it's a holiday
 Spend 24 hunned on these cardies
 Remember back in the day I served all the jays
 And this a mean a one way to get paid my nigga
 And all the million that I made, a nigga pray for it
 I slipped a whole bunch of times, I got a face to shit
 I'm on the break of success and I can taste the shitD Dash - Celebration - http://motolyrics.com/d-dash/celebration-lyrics.html
 Too foolish hunned thousand for a bracelet
 Stupid move cause I caught up by some... 
 I got a label deal I know you haters hate the shit
 And every test that god give me I try to ace the shit, 
 It's Gucci
 [Hook]
 Popping bottles throwing money, I be nice in the club
 Tell me what we celebrating for
 Entertaining niggas girl, never show these bitches love
 Drop them panties, what you waiting for?
 Cause today is like yesterday
 And tomorrow we doing the same
 Cause today is like yesterday
 And tomorrow we doing the same
 8 hours in the day, days in the week
 I live in the club and stay with some freaks
 Blunt lit like Christmas tree, bottles pop like balloon
 Never broke again, calling Carl Malone
 I met... leave me alone, bitch I'm grown
 And I say what the fuck I feel, 
 And I do what the fuck I want
 ... all the gas I drink and smoke
 I'm turnt up and she down with
 Fine puss, good head, 
 She queens, I'ma need a crown with it
 Everyday till like the other
 Tomorrow don't lie alone
 Every time I hit the stage
 Fall like in my last song
 Like, what's your name girl?
 Do your thang, memoride me how you can girl, yeah.












