| Just copped this quarter, 'bout to go to the store
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| For some backwoods, threw on my ACGs, don’t fuck with them
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| Them whores outside too, even though it’s cold
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| Young’n bold, never doing what I’m told
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| You would think I sold my soul to the Devil, a rebel
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| These rap niggas is puppets, bitch you looking at Geppetto
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| I’m only rolling fifties, any less I’ll never settle
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| Had her screaming now she dreaming
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| Put the bitch in a falsetto, like damn…
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| (Yeah) but don’t mind me, I’m on some high shit
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| Not that five niggas putting ten up for a dime shit
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| Quarter whole and half zips, when it’s getting passed bitch
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| I’m only blowing sour and kush, niggas is passed piff
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| Pothead, don’t smoke? |
| then drop dead
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| Copping so much that my bud-man always seem to give me cred and
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| Swear these trees the only thing keeping me sane
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| I’m so muhfucking high I think a cloud replaced my brain
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| It’s not a game
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| Yeah, yeah, it’s not a game
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| Yeah, yeah, it’s not a game
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| Only thing keeping me sane
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| So muhfucking high I think a cloud replaced my brain, like
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| Aight
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| Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So
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| Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So
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| Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So
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| Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So Yeah So
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| Yeah So Yeah So Yeah |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Yeah so... (Part Deux) , by - Da$h. Song from the album Caveman Files, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп