| New Yves Saint Laurent
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| Cold just like December, hot just like the sun (Yeah)
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| Wrist wet like a pond, I might need some trunks
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| Smokin' on some stank, I’ma bring the fog
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| Wake and bake for breakfast, eat this dick for lunch (Yeah)
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| Wanna get a check, was born the first of the month (Yeah)
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| She know I’m the one, he know I’m the one
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| They know I’m the one, I know I’m the one, yeah
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| Hotbox the Rover, hope they don’t pull us over
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| I’m only sober when I ain’t got no roll up
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| Yes, I’m down on earth, the whole world on my shoulders
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| You stop repping the gang then the world gets so colder
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| Calabasas, but I’m in Atlantis
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| Used to a Mac then I mixed it with the Bentley
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| Now my shoes is Off-White but I’m not tinted
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| My used to whip white, they called her
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| She know I’m the one
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| New Yves Saint Laurent (Yeah)
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| Cold just like December, hot just like the sun (Yeah)
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| Wrist wet like a pond, I might need some trunks
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| Smokin' on some stank, I’ma bring the fog
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| Wake and bake for breakfast, she eat this dick for lunch (Yeah)
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| Wanna get a check, was born the first of the month (Yeah)
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| She know I’m the one, he know I’m the one
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| They know I’m the one, I know I’m the one, yeah |