| Blues and reds and 9 an' a half grand
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| I had customs eatin' outta the palm of my hand
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| And when the smoke didn’t clear
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| I looked for my bag
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| Lies a little old lady whose trafficking skag
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| For Bedo and Lewis I reflect through the noise
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| Lyin' cheatin' killers but a nice pair of boys
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| I catch my cue o yes love I’ve had it
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| Sleepycat needs that cab so I grabbed it
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| Yo my man! |
| I headed downtown
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| De hado me, un poquito más, now baby
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| De hado me, my love, un poquito más
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| Now never say maybe especially to your girl
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| Mine wanted answers so I gave her the world
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| The drugs kept me goin' honey, the money’s for bail
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| Marten got the fear 'cause he’s never been to jail
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| I told them it wasn’t mine but they knew me and pounced
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| They found it, we haggled, I still got half an ounce
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| Now baby, here I am back like the Jets
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| Turn down the lights, time to have sex
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| De hado me, un poquito más, now baby
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| De hado me, my love, un poquito más |