| Well it ain’t no plex with the East and the West
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| With plenty drink for your kids and plenty of weed for your chest
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| So leave your pistol at home cause we ain’t trying to go to war
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| The common denominator in the sitution
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| is barre like a star you can shine with
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| Roll on 20's and smoke pine with me
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| C’mon and try to leave your mind with me
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| Steady be sellin, celebratin, for payin our dues
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| With so much drank in my cup the soda water don’t even move
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| I’s a playa can’t associate with the plexin
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| Bone hard, Richmond, Mo City, Texas
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| And a veteran don’t get me wrong cause put you a glass
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| Pour you a glass instead of beating on your ass
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| Take a chill pill bill
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| Blow some kill pop the steal
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| Since we won’t ba seen
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| Sippin syrup till we leave
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| From the dirty-third coast it ain’t no roach a G
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| So fill your cup up to the brim and have a toast with me
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| All I wanna do, is bang screw
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| In my dirty-third, city of syrup
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| Bang Screw
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| Big Moe don steped in (2X)
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| I done knocked out twins (2X)
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| Moe-yo comin down I’m throwed
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| Ballin outta control it’s Big Moe
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| I’ma let you know (2X)
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| I done let the po 4 (2X)
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| Can’t nobody sip mo than moe-yo
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| It’s Big Moe drank baby
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| I done came down (2X)
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| Up out H-Town (2X)
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| And you know I’m throwed a G
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| The M-O-E cocked up on three
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| I’m comin down threw in my day moe-yooooo
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| Screwwwyeah
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| Moe comin down made that candy wet moe-yoooo
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| Said a moeoooo
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| Big Mow ridin down on chrome
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| Y2K with my headlights on
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| Crossin threw the yellowstone
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| Bout to scoop me a yellowbone
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| Po six and my stop one
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| Time for me to pay my phone
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| Hatta’z better leave Moe alone
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| In other words just sing the song
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| In the city of syrup we like to jam music slow
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| Still come up substance make them hit the floor
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| 84's and vouls with the freshes on my lows
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| Specialy on the fours doors
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| Bump the strape againts rows
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| Flosh low concert looking like a lumber yard
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| Waving my trunk up and down the boulevard
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| Charge the platinum card and the visa to the max!!!
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| Still won’t get no sleep till my click see some cacs
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| Cadillacs and six packs we guys bangin screw
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| Click click clack, get yor wimp ass threw
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| Payin do’s and stayin tru is the rule of the game
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| On top of the food chains
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| Bangin screw it won’t change for nothin |