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Spend a lot of money at the tattoo on weekends Spend a lot of dividends on indie tickets And I might just fly to To with a friend of mine Ray-ban shades the party I had at my spot night At 4:30 make it to Grace day I feel so fly Oho, a run I'm so tired Starbucks I'm so wired change the world, aye
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We all try to be different but we're all Sharing art and we all bleed red tonight When I hit the club, promise to show me No matter who you are, y'all can get Meet a new stranger, a new friend Never know a friend to the end American to London and back Wave your love when you your flag right, I said wave your love When you wave your flag, be
I'm a hipster I with thirty thousandaires, yeah I'm a rich hipster, my richness in here Point to your
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