Common - Celebrate lyrics

[Common - Celebrate lyrics]

Everybody home, ain't nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don't it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got a couple minutes in town
A couple hundred bitches around
So baby go on and get us a round
Cause I got all my niggas around celebrate

We partying, yeah got body and
Exotic broads lobbying, Spanish, Somalian
Fly, we live it 'til we die
We living in the night looking in the eye
On our paper 'til we get it like Dubai
Chi niggas stand up, plastic cups
Girls with the drastic butts
That ask for bucks it don't stop here
Bottles of Veuve pop here
And we gonna get around like 2Pac's here
Celebrate like it's new year
Some bomb broads coming, type nuclear
Yeah, it's so ridiculo
Lit the medicinal, passed it give-and-go
Backwards liquor store celebrate

Everybody home, ain't nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don't it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got a couple minutes in town
A couple hundred bitches around
So baby go on and get us a round
Cause I got all my niggas around celebrate

In my Paul Smith like an alcoholic
My guys I used to hoop with
Is now who I ball with
This raw bitch came in looking flawless
Tonight she'll be giving conscious
Headlights! Beaming from the Bimmer that
Her momma bought her i got to act right for
Her like I'm an author
Look where drama brought us
Look where karma brought us
Married to the game
Like Usher we was caught up
Now we got some R&B broads we can call up
You niggas come around keep the wall up
Smoke blowing out thinking of tomorrow
And the simple things
Hustlers from the go, how far we done came
Celebrate

Everybody home, ain't nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don't it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got a couple minutes in town
A couple hundred bitches around
So baby go on and get us a round
Cause I got all my niggas around celebrate

Ah, another night, we love the night
For the life, getting bugged tonight
Wait 'til I get my money right
Told you it's gonna be on like
The business that we lean on
Put my team on, get our heat on
Ah, I knew her when she strip
Her name was Chardonnay
My niggas move work even on a holiday
We come from porches and alleyways
I'm the big ticket
Don't need no one to validate you celebrate

We ain't gotta wait
It's a toast to you and me
Bills ain't so bad, celebrate that
Party in the yard 'til the lights come on
Ain't nobody crying
We've come so far, been climbing
Now the clouds they passed us by
C'mon and raise your glass up high

Everybody home, ain't nobody gone
And I got all my niggas around
It feel good, don't it? Getting hood on it
And I got all my niggas around
I got a couple minutes in town
A couple hundred bitches around
So baby go on and get us a round
Cause I got all my niggas around celebrate

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