| 1st verse
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| When i wake up in the morning i got to puff the gan
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| A pocket full of money saying IM THE MAN
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| Got a bitch on my line im gonna fuck today cause i didn’t
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| Get a chance to yesterday
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| Ima hit the buzz spot and cop a bag of true
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| No im bout to tell you what i fina do
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| Ima call this bitch set this date see if i can come fuck
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| Before eight
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| And if i can come fuck, bust a nut, all day i be talking
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| Bout nigga what
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| I got a homie in jail doing life for sure for living in detroit making it
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| Snow
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| Got a nigga on the west side buying my o’z, behind closed doors he
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| Sniffs it in his nose
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| Want to be like scarface sniffing the white im fucking this niggas bitch all
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| last night
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| And she telling how the nigga ain’t fucked her right, telling me all the news
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| like Walter Kronkite
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| I said look here bitch i ain’t your man, the shits played out like dapper dan
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| And if you looking for love you end up wrong place
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| Get your panties out your ass and get the fuck out my face
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| 2nd verse
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| First thing that i learned when i got in the game
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| Was never talk down on a player’s name
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| Like steve russel and white boy rick got the fbi all on my dick
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| Im a young ass nigga with lots of loot, the aligotor boots and ain’t afraid to
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| shoot
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| If you bitch on my line nigga i did that cause all hoes recognize me as the mac
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| I dont care who tell i want to do the brat, pull th ebitch brains and fuck her
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| from the back
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| I want to smoke me a blunt with cheech and chong, niggas get fucked up all
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| night long
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| I want a check on friday to buy some boones a fresh pair of khakis and some
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| fruit of the looms
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| Take me out the hood but not the hood out me
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| An oz began and some hennesey
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| See i dont give a fuck you dont like my rhyme
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| A nigga like me high all the time
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| And we all know it ain’t no time to waist
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| Imma just tell you GET THE FUCK OUT MY FACE |