| I sip out a cup of this shit, it’s so muddy
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| But I love it baby
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| When I jump out the whip when I hop out the whip then I’m fresh in the latest
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| I do what I want, and I smoke 'til I’m faded
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| I drink till I pass out I wake up and drink up again
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| I pour up again and again
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| I said I wasn’t gonna fuck with that bitch then I fucked her again
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| I scream out the gutter, in the sewer, the streets turn a boy to a man
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| I nutted off with that Ruger, I took your bitch to Aruba
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| She fuck with Super cause she got that super
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| When I say super that’s just Super Future
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| We never gone lose we never gone lose
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| Never gone lose cause these bitches gone choose
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| These bitches gone be who they is
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| Walking and talking like classy
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| You hold to your heart, you a ho to your heart
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| You know I’ll be working that boy I’m a poet
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| Serving that boy out the back of the yard
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| Fuck on your ho, I’m just playing my cards
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| Whip after whip put up in the garage
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| Sip on the lean like a fifth of the dark
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| Hop in the Spur, then might hop in the Porsche
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| Telly then rally then gather the squad
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| Yeah gather the squad
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| Me and my niggas so mothafucking tight
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| You can’t even tell us apart
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| Fuck a bitch every single damn night
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| Ain’t nothing but avatar
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| Valet the car on the curb like I’m swerving on alcohol
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| Get to poppin' them Percocets and Xanax like they some Tylenol
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| I remember nights in Europe saying we ain’t falling off
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| I’m on loudest green, we gotta have some green
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| When I hit the plane and I board it
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| They got a magazine with no vizine
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| Just riding around with this 40
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| She gone thug for me, she gone thug for me
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| In o-hi-o that’s my shorty
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| We ain’t playing around this dungarees we gone go upside your noggin
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| You see they try sabotage me and then copy
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| They wasn’t playing fair no no, oh no no, oh no no
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| Bitch is a bozo, she counting the photos
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| We sell the coco you talking to popo
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| You know that’s a no no, you know whats a no no
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| You know that’s a no no no no no no no no
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| Came at the dopo serve out the paddy door
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| Bitch I’m your man and your daddy, ho
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| Panty droppers had no panties on
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| Bitch you stepping in no panties on
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| Back with these stallions
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| Back-b-b-back with these stallions
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| Drink after drink, I just carry on
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| Got the sack on me now I just carry it
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| Got some m’s in New Orleans, I buried it
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| For the cash and some M’s, I’ll marry it
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| See the way they just jumped on the bandwagon
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| Went bought a G-Wagon, 56 nights I had to get at it
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| Mayweather, Pacquiao, nigga, we still at it
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| Get up and get at it, guns like I’m Bin Ladin |