| Sixty eight inches above sea level.
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| ninty three millions miles above these devils…
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| Play me in the winter… play me in the summer.
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| play me in the autumn… any order
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| Play me in the winer… play me in the summer.
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| play me in the autumn… any order
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| Oohh… we gotta anotha one pimp (we got anotha one)
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| Oohh… rock wake’em up boy (wake'em up boy)
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| Sick with it records E-40 (E-40)
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| Oohh
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| I’m tryna get ma beak wet.
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| I’m a let u shoot da dice and I’m a side bet…
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| still hungry just ate… madallion same size as a dinner
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| plate… I can’t stop…
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| play me fast fuck around and get mollywhopped…
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| Just got my cob out da shop… wat color u paint it pimp… (apricot)…
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| you never stop me in da function with a pink coat.
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| wippin da sweat off ma face with a c-note…
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| they call me uncle 40 water.
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| the ambassador… the top tomata.
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| and to all u sucka’s tryina hate… 40 water doin great
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassoador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m ambassador… of da yay (of da yay)
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| I’m the ambassador. |
| I'm the anbassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador… of da yay (of da yay)
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| Play me in da winter… play me in da summer.
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| I’m a old schooler and a new comer…
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| 40 got spit’ems ya’ll he be gasin.
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| after all these years he still smilin…
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| Dats wat people be sayin.
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| it’s somethin about him he got sum die hard fans… (dedicated)…
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| real walkie… people really care about him.
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| local boy made good… ex d-boy…
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| made it out the hood… got his gouda up to par.
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| use to cook yolla in a relish jar…
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| if a sucka trip and try to suck us out the water.
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| don’t just sit there and let him murder mouth yo partna…
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| teach his ass a lesson… toot him up and give him
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| the thirty second blessin…
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| I live in da bay with da sting rays and sharks.
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| delta eighty eight bounty feilds and sky marks…
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| you can’t be no mark… marshmellows get pumped if
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| they ain’t got no heart… thumper happy…
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| out here they like to clap.
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| don’t get mad and come back… get down where they mad at…
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| we’ll finish it if u start it.
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| air da club out like a muthafucka farted…
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| money maniac… scorpio…
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| dats ma zodiac… ain’t nuthin knew under da sun…
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| I reach in my pocket and give my one’s to da bums.
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| wen the homie go down…
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| we bail his ass out… we pass the hat around.
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| I remember wen they thought the west was a gonna…
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| I gave’em cpr and brought us out a comma…
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador.
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador… of da yay (of da yay)
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador, I’m the ambassador,
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| I’m the ambassador… of da yay (of da yay)… |