| Yeah
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| Strollin'
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| Yeah
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| Listen
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| Strollin'
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| I see geeks gettin' load of shade
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| Strollin' (Strollin'), I see geeks gettin' load of shade
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| Rollin' (Rollin'), just sweep from the shoulderblade
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| Loadin' (Loadin'), she sweet with the cola frame
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| Just strollin', I’m in the streets and they know my name (Yes)
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| Stunt on the the hype, fuck, when I’m busy, I’ll just jump on a flight
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| Haps rather busy, he just jumps on a bike
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| Straight gettin' grizzly, I’ll just jump on a mic
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| Straight with a- hold it, stop beef with the Novacane
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| It’s just flown in, it got sweet when the soda came
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| Coat on my shoulders, don’t speak on my shoulder game
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| The street nigga knows the game, just eat, nigga, no remains
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| You’re just trollin' and just street in a photo frame
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| If it’s a wrong move I’ll have to eat off a bowl of shame
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| Just frontin' forever, man gets hollow, we’re just jumpin' whoever
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| Fuck bitch niggas, I’ll just jump on the cheddar
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| Big money pit and we can jump in together
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| I’m just rollin' (Yeah)
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| And just keep in control of the game and stay golden (Then what?)
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| Then just sweep up the gold again
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| Fall a little faster, follow her forever
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| Man where he live he just jump on a lever
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| Man act smart he just jump when it’s clever
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| Man start wingin' he just jump on the feather
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| Phone kept ringin' wanted skunk from the brethren
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| Back in the day I had to eat up whatever
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| Life is a bitch, but the cunt’s gettin' better
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| Off with his head, I’m 'bout to jump in to sever
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| Wavy surfin', drunken surface
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| Jump in circus, sons encourage us
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| Yes, we did that shit on purpose
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Wavy surfin', drunken surface
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| Jump in circus, guns and kerchiefs
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| Yes, we did that shit on purpose
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| Stunt on the the hype
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| Fuck, when I’m busy, I’ll just jump on a flight
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| Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose
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| Just frontin' forever
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| Man gets hollow, we’re just jumpin' whoever
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| Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose
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| Pace of the pit bulls
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| Talk with the roughnecks
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| I’m good with the upsets
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| Just walked, I’m a suspect
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| I just walk and I cut checks
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| I just talk and I cut checks
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| It’s just thoughts and I cut checks
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| And of course I want rough sex
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| Skunk in the jar
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| Don’t even worry, you can jump in the car
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| Laughin' and jokin' gettin' drunk by the bar
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| She lives over there, I’m thinkin' that’s kinda far
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| We’re hand-holdin'
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| I just flexed after half a day, I love her perfume
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| And she’s expectin' the aftershave
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| And I’m respectin' her Cartier
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| As I reflect in the car today
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| And baby, sex is a part to play
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| And then we argued
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| Was upset for like, half the day
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| And then we
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| We hit the deck I was miles away
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| So many vultures, so many roaches
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| So much nonsense, so many coaches
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| Dude wasn’t hopeful, dude was a poacher
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| Swooped and he poached 'em, rude for the culture
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| I just think it’s funny
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| I just think it’s funny
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| Are you about the grind
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| Or are you about the money?
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| We ain’t got the time
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| You ain’t got the shine
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| Eatin' all the food
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| I just think it’s yummy
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| Wavy surfin', drunken surface
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| Jump in circus, sons encourage us
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| Yes, we did that shit on purpose
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| (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
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| Wavy surfin', drunken surface
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| Jump in circus, guns and kerchiefs
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| Yes, we did that shit on purpose
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| Stunt on the the hype
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| Fuck, when I’m busy, I’ll just jump on a flight
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| Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose
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| Just frontin' forever
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| Man gets hollow, we’re just jumpin' whoever
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| Guns and kerchiefs, yes we did that shit on purpose |