| Chorus: Butch Cassidy]
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| Up early in the morn', the morn
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| I’m drinking as I yawn, as I yawn
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| What am I gonna do
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| Well I should call my crew, I call my crew
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| Man what a pretty day, pretty day
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| All the women wanna play, to play
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| But time is moving fast
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| So I should move my ass
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| Come on let’s go get out
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| Let’s show 'em what the West Coast’s about
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| Street life, cars with switches we live on tv’s
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| Or next to the stars with riches you couldn’t see me
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| Smashin' in a Bentley coupe through L.B.
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| In an expensive suit you tell me
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| Me and Sylk-E. |
| Fyne platinum on this Blaqtoven beat
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| And you’re in trouble like when you need a gat to go to sleep
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| We hot nicks like Meth and Redman make you black out
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| Back that ass up, get to this and throw your back out
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| We thug to the bone that’s why I keep it all in harmony
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| And still I rise, won’t you come along with me
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| Let’s hit the streets and feel the sunshine
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| I’ve been out all day long and I ain’t even seen one time
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| Let’s hit the beach then swerve through the West side
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| Let’s drink, toast, smoke and give it up for the best side
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| I’m waking up early even before the sun crack
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| Up collecting my paper in a brown paper bag with my nigga Bad
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| Purse fat with a lot of cash
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| While them bitches mad, we C Walk and we smash
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| Stomp and stampede over the emenies
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| Still shining and glistening you can catch me in the streets
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| With my thugs, hoodstas and hustle-ahs
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| I love my niggaz I’m at the club with my niggaz
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| cause it ain’t my fault they say I’m the bossiest
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| And it ain’t my fault me, Bad and Ras can floss our shit
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| Ghetto stars we’re our own entourage
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| We drive 'em far, cha |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 2001 4dr. Cadillac , by - Bad Azz. Song from the album Personal Business, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп