| Verse One:
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| It cost Kobe seven digits to pay off Bridgett
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| And get acquitted and break that bitch off, cause he ain’t did it
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| Here go the Henny swig it
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| You know it’s frigid
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| I got 'em chillin' in the cooler
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| Break out the ruler
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| Damn
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| Them the biggest tits I ever seen
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| We smokin' killer Cali gettin' weeded
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| Make it feel like Maui
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| Now we feel the good vibrations
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| So many B.I.s, so much inspiration
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| I get inspired by the stunts to
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| I’ve run through
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| So many bitches in one crew
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| That now they riff over bones to pick
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| Till I find one
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| It’s live one
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| Take her home and quickly do this
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| I need not explain this
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| Cause Quence is famous for totin' stainless
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| Hey miss
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| Who’s there?
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| No time to do hair
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| I’m through here
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| The show tonight
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| So get right
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| You look aight
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| Let’s club now
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| A rub down
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| Starts flavor while we grind in the theater
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| I’m tryin' to cut in the movies
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| I’m tryin' to give her something else to drink besides a smoothie
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| Kids get broke when I take bank and win
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| With the gold chains, I throw game at your bitch like handball
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| Cause your boys all that
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| So fall back
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| I be that real for '03 till
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| This is how we chill from '03 until
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| This is how we chill for '03 till
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| Verse Two:
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| My mack game does me well
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| And makes them hoes want to go and kiss and tell
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| All of Quence’s business
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| I cause dizziness
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| Any time I got to go and slap a silly trick
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| Niggas is jealous cause we in drops
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| The cops wanna stop us about every four blocks
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| Cause what we smokin' them sacks got no seeds
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| And what they got in they pockets is no cheese
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| When I’m postin' you better tell them hot heads, «Stay cool»
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| Or exit because I’m the exception to the rule
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| I’m reppin' to the dudes blocks with two Glocks
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| To bury ya
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| When they tear they ain’t jammin'
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| Them cannons will make you drop
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| So I’m doin' tons of indo, showin' off for hoes
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| Basically
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| My ace has been
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| Makin' them sick tracks while I was shootin' pornos with your wisdom
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| Now bring some more stacks
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| Before you ask
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| About the price of the tracks
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| The game on smash
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| Look
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| Don’t change the facts about these plaques
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| Because in fact
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| My freestyle hours over powers
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| Brothers can’t hack it
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| Sensitive to truth and mack bitch
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| '03 me, Quence and Plain Pat bitch |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song 03 Til Infinity (Freestyle) , by - Consequence. Song from the album Take 'Em To The Cleaners, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп