| I keep them big ol 26's on deck,
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| stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet
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| And the bitches they be on it
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| Oh, man they be so on it
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| Whoa whoa
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| I got a fast car, Nascar
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| Yes 2 seater, stick shift,
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| Like some turbo jets
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| And the bitches they be on it
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| Oh man, they be so on it, oh
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| I pull up on them hoes,
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| Roll my windows down
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| Let my music out,
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| 4 15's shake the ground
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| Smoking on that medical
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| Sipping on some medicine
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| Top dawg letterman
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| She wanna ride I let her in
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| She sexy than a motherfucker
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| Plus she brought her best friend
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| I guess thats a 2 for 1 party at the West end
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| 5 star suites, bottles everywhere
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| Wanna fuck a star on the moon, I could take you there, bitch
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| I got a swagger of Mick Jagger,
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| If you want her, you can have her
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| I done had her, we done had her
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| They be shootin at my ladder
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| Cause I’m standing on a pedestal
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| She gon give me good head
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| Just kuz I’m ahead of you
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| Jay Rock flyer than Hancock no shit
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| I’m a king, fuck a prince
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| I don’t know no Will Smith
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| I don’t owe you niggaz shit
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| I’m a self-made nigga
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| Ain’t that’s why your bitch let me fuk on her for days nigga!
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| I keep them big ol 26's on deck,
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| stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet
|
| And the bitches they be on it
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| Oh, man they be so on it
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| Whoa whoa
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| I got a fast car, Nascar
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| Yes 2 seater, stick shift,
|
| Like some turbo jets
|
| And the bitches they be on it
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| Oh man, they be so on it, oh
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| Catch me in that fast lane, burners like I’m Max Payne
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| married to that money bitch, women want my last name
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| they be on my bumper mayne, screamin out OMG! |
| O I B PIMP
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| 2 P-A-C thats M.O.B, him or me? |
| you choose
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| I ain’t gotta do too much, I just lay back smoke my weed and turn my bottle up
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| candy paint, leather guts, slide thru like an avalanche
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| We don’t ride no Avalanche, so high I might never land
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| trips to never-never land, smokin on Afghanistan
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| a.k.a that kush nigga, I’m on Heaven’s roof nigga
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| Big dawg I go WOOF nigga, don’t make me let my goonz loose
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| Choppaz make you shit ya pants, thought you drunk some prune juice
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| swear that I’m immune to, stuntin hard, gettin paypa, ownin land, buyin acres
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| thats the reason why they hate us, I don’t give a fuk
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| middle finger out the windooo, Beamer Benz or Bentley Ferrari sorry we Enzoooo
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| I keep them big ol 26's on deck,
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| stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet
|
| And the bitches they be on it
|
| Oh, man they be so on it
|
| Whoa whoa
|
| I got a fast car, Nascar
|
| Yes 2 seater, stick shift,
|
| Like some turbo jets
|
| And the bitches they be on it
|
| Oh man, they be so on it, oh
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| 187 I’m killin em when I’m whippin it,
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| touch a corner its a murder whipe my fingerprints
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| I thot I tol yall, used to have them packs
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| in a black To-Yota, Macs by my scro-tum
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| Now its matchbox hot wheels when I roll up
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| always online stay connected like a modem
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| he tryna snap a pickcha, she bout to snap her neck
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| a real Blood pull up in a cherry cherry X
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| 400 Horses, hollywood park it
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| chevy kinda awkward interior green and coffee
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| I shake them haterz off me, as if I had fleas
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| Im’a Top Dawg, rare breed, shoutout to Rare Breed
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| they keep them hogs runnin, and my garage is like the show I keep them cars
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| comin
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| you hear my name hummin in the streets, buzz big
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| Got ya bitch eye’s rollin like my rims is!
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| I keep them big ol 26's on deck,
|
| stock 'lac gotta fresh paint pussy juice wet
|
| And the bitches they be on it
|
| Oh, man they be so on it
|
| Whoa whoa
|
| I got a fast car, Nascar
|
| Yes 2 seater, stick shift,
|
| Like some turbo jets
|
| And the bitches they be on it
|
| Oh man, they be so on it, oh |