| Just me
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| Just me
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| I wanna say just.
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| I wanna say just.
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| Ju-ju-ju-ju
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| This that might see 25
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| Then name my seed for my partners
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| Now I ain’t so sure they died
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| That I hope this smoke dry my eyes
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| But kinfolk right outside with the rental
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| Binto, limo, zimbo, titty flow, wind storm, stage coach, wormhole, 64',
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| long with this shit, go I don’t mind
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| Breakfast for dinner
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| Pussy for Breakfast
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| I bought the bando
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| You bought the necklace
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| That’s where we separate
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| Fucking with Marsha
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| Well that’s the connection
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| Well that shit gon' cost ya
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| Well that’s an investment
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| Just passing through sir
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| Still got arrested
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| Fucking with Marsha
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| Will teach you a lesson
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| Girl I was just asking
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| Cause your ass can get it
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| Girl your ass impressive
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| But your ass a blessing
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| But your ass keep acting
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| Exactly to toss that shit back like vital signs
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| Coming out that box Chevy
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| 20 Million 20 year olds
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| Trying to keep it together
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| Trying to sweep they confetti
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| Trying to sleep like Coretta
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| Tupperware up Mom’s spaghetti
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| Ready, cause if they catch me with this
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| My face gon' hit them front pictures
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| Y’all go head and hit them switches
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| Y’all go head and hit them swishers
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| Smoke breaks, take them mid ditches
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| Your position is poor precision
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| Hold up bitch you blocking my vision
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| Baby, lay off
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| Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
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| Bitch I’m reaching for my lighter like it’s my next payoff
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| Let’s make this run right quick to the liquor sto'
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| Then we can run some more
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| Cause freedom can’t be so far
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| Way off, lay off
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| Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
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| Bitch I’m reaching for my lighter like it’s my next pay off
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| Let’s make this run right quick to the liquor sto'
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| Then we can run some more
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| Cause freedom can’t be so far way off
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| I ain’t even tripping no more
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| Tired trying shake niggas out they sleep
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| There’s a feast on the table and my dogs knock it over
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| Off the spill I bet everybody eat
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| Trying to make the fucking best of god giving ability
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| You can tell it’s storm on the way
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| Hope the bitch niggas smell it
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| Only truth, I’m aloof to the shit you telling
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| Linking up with better plugs got a nigga disconnected
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| So we aren’t fucking with the bar
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| We ain’t fucking up the club tonight
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| Bitches in my cellular device
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| Call 'em up to smoke and fuck tonight
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| Taking shots for bros we lost when we was young
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| That really ain’t deserve to die
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| I remember everyone that told me no
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| But nowadays they can’t deny
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| I don’t hold grudges
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| No no no no
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| Those are for bitches with nothing to do
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| I’d rather give niggas nothing but juice
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| Live life like there’s nothing to lose
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| Oh shit, my bad, my bad
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| Where are my manners man
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| Please allow me to reintroduce
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| It’s Doctur
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| The loopiest Nubian you ever knew
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| Pray to god everyday for some new revenue
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| Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue
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| Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue
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| Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue
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| Revenue, revenue, revenue, revenue
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| Baby, lay off
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| Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
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| Bitch I’m reaching for my lighter like it’s my next pay off
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| Let’s make this run right quick to the liquor sto'
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| Then we can run some more
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| Cause freedom can’t be so far
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| Way off, lay off
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| Might see Jesus before I see my next day off
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| Bitch I’m reaching for my lighter like it’s my next pay off
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| Let’s make this run right quick to the liquor sto'
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| Then we can run some more
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| Cause freedom can’t be so far
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| Go 'head n put it in motion
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| We’ll have to take off alone
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| Better to be in devotion
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| Say that to be in control
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| Go 'head n put it in motion
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| We’ll have to take off alone
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| Better to be in devotion
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| Say that to be in control
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| Go 'head n put it in motion
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| Lay off, might see Jesus before I see-
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| Bitch I’m reaching for my lighter like it’s-
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| Let’s make this run right quick to the liquor sto'
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| Then we can run some more
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| Cause freedom can’t be so far
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| Way off |