| SESH etched on my water, bitch I'm purified pimpin'
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| I got Voss by the box, I got woods by the brick
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| The return of the pimp, hair ties on my wrist
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| When I got to pin it up and break it down into bits
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| Break it down for your bitch, no brands on my shit
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| Snow white, long sleeve, baptize me in bleach
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| Blunt guts hit the ground like the leaves in the fall
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| Woodgrain, switchblade drawn, walkin' down the hall
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| The brake lights flash, then we break like glass
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| Comin' down like Sting, face painted with the bat
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| Orange peels on my lap, smoke dope and take a nap
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| Wake up and count some money then I do it all again, wait
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| All I'm really after is love and affection
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| But I can't, cause the money give me erections
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| Born shinin' hard, don't look in my direction
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| Find me in the section, with drugs in my possession
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| Can't cross me, won't make that intersection
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| Look me in my eyes and see the soul, so reckless
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| Pass me a blunt if you will reach out my protection
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| I'm lookin' so good and you're lookin' so helpless
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| Yea my hair messy, but bitch I'm worth a million
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| You dumb ass niggas thoughts won't even reach my ceiling
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| Yea I make the killin', just by killin'
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| You lame ass villains to occupy my livin'
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| Bitch |