| Shit
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| We vibin', We vibin'
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| We vibin', We vibin'
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| We vibin', We vibin'
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| 1, 2, 3 bitch
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| Don’t fuck with me
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| And I don’t want to fuck ho
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| Shit I’m trying to go to sleep
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| Pour a 4, and a 2
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| And I’m good for some hours
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| Put my dick up in your bitch
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| And reproduce some purple flowers
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| Bitch I’m Kenshin Travis
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| All these other nigga’s cowards
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| Baby I can pop a pill
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| And we can fuck for some hours
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| Or we can sip drank
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| And talk about your life and how it
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| Don’t be worried 'bout a thang girl
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| I swear the world ours
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| Nigga’s on the side line
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| Watch a real nigga ball
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| No you niggas hate it
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| But the flow won’t fill a lot of ya’ll
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| Me and all my niggas stay flexing in America
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| Ridin' in your hood
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| Like mothafucka we ain’t scared of ya
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| And we sipping
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| And we ridin'
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| And she moaning when I get in side it
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| She got lost cause, my words hypnotizing
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| Said, sit back and just vibe bitch
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| Baby, I ain’t even tryna get a conversation
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| I just wanna take you home and pull out them damn laces
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| And if ya nigga run his mouth
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| I’ma give his ass some braces
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| She tell me stop sippin'
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| I said baby I (?)
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| She sippin' crazy lately
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| But I don’t even say shit
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| Cause I don’t want my problems interfering with relations
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| And girl, I fuck with you
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| Cause I swear you were my favorite
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| But now you can’t trust me cause you think a nigga made it
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| These other bitch nothing
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| I can tell you why they hating
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| They want to see you down
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| But you gotta move safely
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| But girl I’m right beside you
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| Just don’t let the devil take me
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| And when you in my nightmares
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| Girl I swear that you awake me
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| And that was for you
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| (laughs) |