| Yeah
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| No dilly no dally
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| Jump in the car and rally
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| Draw for the bucky and strally
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| All my enemies I don’t pally
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| You know the score and tally
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| Can’t see my face cause the bally
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| ?, these hoes like bally
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| Make a man move to the valley
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| I got the packs of the Cali
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| And I got the big back gally
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| Make a man go doolally
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| Make her breed and carry
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| ?, the gutter
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| This is my bread and butter
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| Don’t wanna hear a war don’t utter
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| I shut down your shop and shut up
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| Us man are out for the money
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| Us man are out for the profits
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| Trying to get those keys for the bluku office
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| Trying to get those keys, break it down and shot it
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| Go online and cop it
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| Taking off like rocket
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| I got the plug like socket
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| What you looking for I’ve got it
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| I got the key unlock it
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| It’s a good deal can’t knock it
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| Man are hating don’t watch it
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| Just like a game I’ll clock it
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| My style you can’t mock it
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| Man are out for the wealth
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| Just tryna bet on myself
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| Tryna have good health
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| Check the weed on the shelf
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| Mandem grew it thereself
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| Ganja farmer looking out for the helicopter
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| Call me the medical doctor
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| I’m on a different planet
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| When am I gonna land it
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| Man wanna try and scam it
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| Put a stop on it, quickly ban it
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| Don’t worry don’t panic
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| Fix that like a mechanic
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| Natural organic
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| Natural organic
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| My baby girl Arab and sexy
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| LV everything she’s flexy
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| Her pum she’s an oven infertile
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| I might have to breed this one man let’s see
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| Organic and natural
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| My girls got boots that’s factual
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| I’ve made hundreds of bags of music
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| That’s statistics boy yeah that’s actual
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| D Double and Tracy we got Patrone and Nina and Lacy
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| Tryna live humble
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| But I’ve got bed and it crumbles
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| So I put it down for the mash and the tumble
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| ?, no Garfunkel
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| If I need a skengman I call up uncle
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| Uncles gonna come down with the chopper
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| Banana clip make a big man tumble
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| Cocaine on my white air ones
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| I’m stamping on yay in a posh girls drum
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| I’m tryna stack dough
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| Tryna feed my mums
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| I had to push work in a West End slums
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| ?, you’re a nutter
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| Man’ll get toast with the,?
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| Shots’ll leave marmalade on your gang
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| Cah the .44 and the .38 will jam |