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I gotta a dollar, gotta dollar in my pocket
And I went out and i won it cause i want it so bad
All the suckers in the world can judge me how i got it
But i went out and i took it cause nothing's all i had
I was working all day, I was working all night
When you trap me in the corner you know I'm gonna bite
Cause a fighter's what I am oh I sting like bee
Now get down on the floor and
let me see ya get ya Get ya hands in the air
Get ya hands in the air
Let me see get cha get cha get cha
Get ya hands in the air
Just Give it to me
Just Give it to me
Just Give it to me
Uhh oh Ooo la la
Just Give it to me
Gonna manifest my destiny cause baby's got a plan
All my visions are a recipe to help me understand
What you can and cannot do draws a very thin line
But I ain't afraid to cross it prophecy a gold mine
Get ya hands in the air
Get ya hands in the air
Let me see get cha get cha get cha
Get ya hands in the air Just Give it to me
Just Give it to me
Just Give it to me
Uhh oh Ooo la la
Just Give it to me

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