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I'm a ghost when I walk in Holy spirit when I walk out You want that fame, you can have that fame Disappearing when the light's out Chasing money got me feelin' funny (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) All those pictures on the internet (Ooh, why) Burn 'em up like a cigarette (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) We just want that real (Ooh, why) Now you just a memory (Ooh, why) Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Want that feeling when you can't breathe I like the color red, so I let it bleed Something pretty 'bout the pain, so real It's like a game to me, It's like a game to me (Ooh, why) We just want that real shit (Ooh, why) We just want that real (Ooh, why) Now you just a memory (Ooh, why) Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee (Do it!)
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee Do you remember when they bowed to us like kings, my friend? (Ohhh) We were the champions, we were the champions Hey now even when castles half-blown to the wind I know they talk about us now and then Saying we were the champions We were the champions
Sippin' on that Tennessee (Do it!)
Sippin' on that Tennessee
Sippin' on that Tennessee
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