| Uh, rollin’car not stolen
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| Probably never will be it’s much too old and
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| Smokin’weed feelin’fine
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| In my Nightville '79
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| I smoke weed I drink brew
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| That’s all I rap about cause shit that’s all I do Some people get mad cause I smoke in front of my kids
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| Well I also wipe they ass when they piss and shit
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| I treat a woman like a queen and a bitch like a slut
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| But I tend to make 'em both wipe off my dick when I nut
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| I keep a whole bunch of bitches from Brawlway to Bisanet
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| A bitch to buy me weed a bitch to buy me beer and cigarettes
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| A hoe to help me with music have her ass jacked up In my vocal booth throw my mic doing backups
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| She likes my old school Porshe
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| She like my old school knowledge
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| But most of all she like my special gold tooth polish
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| And she’s bout it If I want it then I got it We’ll be goin’off to college
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| I be givin’that pussy plenty mileage
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| I be nuttin’on your bitch while I’m rubbin’on her tits
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| She be suckin’on my dick
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| I stuck it then I split
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| Hook
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| Keep in mind
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| Peace of mind
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| Takin’it a day at a time
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| Stayin’high
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| To ease my mind
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| Wavin’at every bitch that goes by K-Dee:
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| Ya see my organization is gettin’stronger
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| See we ain’t for that bullshit no longer
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| Devin and K-Dee
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| Never the less we Keep the bud handy sip the finest French brandy
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| Jewels be imported don’t fuck with the rinky dinky
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| Rock Ice like Berg Slim a couple stones on each pinky
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| Never fakin’but makin’boyfriends becomes exs
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| Kick to the curb see we swerve in a Lexus
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| Ta-dow
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| How ya like us now
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| Got niggas sayin'"God DAMN"got white boys sayin'"Wow"
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| The way we put it down, hum, quite impressive
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| A cheese by the pound, damn so obsessive
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| You niggas need to stop thinkin’I’m a hater
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| Mad because I spit more game than a commentator
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| As long as your heads bobbin'
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| Your girls hearts throbbin'
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| Hit me with the dub when you see me out mobbin'
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| Hook
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| I fuck these hoes skinny or swole
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| He bitchin’bout ugly toes
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| You ain’t fuckin’her feet fuck the hoe with your eyes closed
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| Shit, I showed these bitches what they pussy made for
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| Especially a big? |
| Carter lookin’ass hoe
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| Bitch name? |
| fuckin’pooh big Shiela
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| Big country ass hoe with a body like a two liter
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| I feed her peter
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| She give me everything I need
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| I get beer by the cases and a big ole’bag a weed
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| Cause she love hustlin’Kelvin
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| I leave her with more blue notes than Melvin
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| Makes me a hamsandwich then I’m bailin'
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| Out like a felon
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| Something metal lock lemon
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| These hoes got tricks but from me all they get is dick
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| And a whole bunch of lies that I spit
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| ? |
| flew up in these bitches I leave them hoes sick
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| We all know they ain’t shit
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| And so I’m out to get rich
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| And if I hit
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| The bitch thick
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| Hook |