| One time for my niggas poured up yup, bachelor
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| We get screwed up like the neck of Frankenstein
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| Purple weed, purple drank, purple swag, purple tag
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| We be getting dough, We be getting dough
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| Just copped a pack of backwoods, I’m sitting high as hell
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| This OG kush suits this honey very well
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| The lights are low, the mood is right
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| I got her foe, that’s right I’m tryna get dough
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| Hit my nigga AJ, heard he bought an 8th
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| My nigga Legend blessed me with a cup the other day
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| Hit my nigga Carver D, Dough boy it ain’t crack?
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| Tell him it’s a pole party, ASAP
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| Bumping out the speakers, coffee cups with lids
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| This way nobody accidentally ashin' in my shit
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| Got a few two liters and it’s about to go down
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| Then again it’s the prescription of choice
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| Just call us the Finnegan boys
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| I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick
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| You think you know, but you have no idea
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| The lights are low, the mood is right
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| I got a foe, who got a Sprite?
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| Who got a Sprite? |
| Who got a Sprite?
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| I got a foe, who got a Sprite?
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| I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick
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| You think you know
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| I got this funny little dream of buying out the bar
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| Then flexing in my section like a fucking star
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| They ask me what I like to drink and I say I’m alright
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| Then all you see is my purple sprite, glistening off of the strobe light
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| No jolly ranchers, this ack? |
| is all I need
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| I hope it ain’t cliché to shoot Pimp C a RIP
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| As well as DJ Screw since I made up this tune about lean
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| But as of late, all I see is poe like Section 8
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| The homie say he’s got a few tings
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| That’s three 16s and a whole lot of cream
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| I crack a ceiling, drope a douce now I got mixed emotions
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| From here on out, it’s slow motion
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| I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick
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| You think you know, but you have no idea
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| The lights are low, the mood is right
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| I got a foe, who got a Sprite?
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| Who got a Sprite? |
| Who got a Sprite?
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| I got a foe, who got a Sprite?
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| I do all this shit, just to say get off my dick
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| You think you know
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| Coming down, still sipping
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| Draped up dripped out, still sipping |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Mixed Emotions , by - Ab-Soul. Song from the album Control System, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп