| IMixNation for real
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| Oh Lord, Jetson made another one
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| This non-trappin' nigga out here fuckin' up the money
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| And I hear he gettin' it from a cousin (Okay)
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| And I don’t give a fuck if it was just a couple hundred
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| I’m still gon' need my motherfuckin' money
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| Rookie ass nigga wanna play mind games
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| Okay, I see you, bitch, I’m dumping
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| He gon' keep on tryna hide and try not to bump into me
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| 'Cause he know I’m with the shits and I’ma burn him
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| Okay, I made a right and I got off on Sugar Creek
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| Saw the police at the Shell, I saw them niggas look at me
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| My trunk was big and so I stood out
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| Made a left, threw the blinker on, pulled in the Cook Out
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| I picked the blunt back up, I’m good now
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| White man, black shades, hold up, that’s a lookout, okay
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| I kept it pushing, shook him loose
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| Lit the blunt and dropped the window
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| Saw my nigga, chucked the deuce (What's happenin', nigga?)
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| I heard you’re strapped, I got one too, play with me, huh
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| BlocBoy JB, I’ma shoot (I'ma shoot)
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| Ayy, when the last time you seen lil' buddy?
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| When you see him, tell that nigga I still need my money, fuck that |