| R.I.P. |
| To Pimp
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| And O.D.B
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| Getting head from a smart bitch
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| I’m pourin' up dark shit
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| And I might just have a change of heart
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| Better play your part, bitch
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| Tryna get too smart, bitch
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| I might just have a change of heart
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| Got a six-car garage, bitch
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| But I don’t need you to drive shit
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| ‘Cause I done had a change of heart
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| Woke up in a mansion, grew up in apartments
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| And I’m the nigga that broke her heart
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| Got a car don’t need no keys, baby
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| Automatic starter, my finger, baby
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| Point a finger, start fightin' like Springer
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| ‘Cause Gucci Mane ain’t no average
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| Got a girl, don’t need no weed, baby
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| You my dope, I’m your fiend, baby
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| Like Billy Dee, get in my ride
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| And girl, get out my dreams, baby
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| Work on your footwork like Hakeem, baby
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| All this green between me and you, lady
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| Put half on a baby with my homeboy
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| ‘Cause every time I ain’t tryna have no baby
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| Smoking on kush got my eyes real lazy
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| You can ride me, baby, then drive me crazy
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| Rolling up half a pound, no shirt ‘cause girls around
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| All this money on me, girl, I’ll treat you special
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| Let me be the manager, girl, I can help you
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| Let me be the treasurer, get you a bezel
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| And you can be my trafficker, send you wherever, baby
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| Like Pun and Joe, I don’t wanna be a player no more
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| Zone 6, I can’t be your mayor no more
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| Took all my jewelry, all my money, threw it out the door
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| Brick Squad goin' broke? |
| Nigga that’s a «hell no»
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| Am I fresh nigga? |
| Yes, yes
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| And my bitch dressed nigga, yes, yes
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| Dress so fresh I impress myself
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| And I’m smoking on a pound of the realest
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| Yes or no, am I over dressed?
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| Asked for a pick up, said «hell yes»
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| Asked for the dick I said «hell yes»
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| «Do you wanna fuck me?»
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| She said «hell yes»
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| Baby, I’mma go out my way just to please you
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| Please don’t leave me now, girl, ‘cause I need you
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| I’ll cut these hoes off right now, I really need to
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| And I don’t even know why, girl, but I believe in you
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| You’ve been stuck on my mind since you laid eyes on me
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| And I don’t like your hatin'-ass friend because she lied on me
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| And I just touched down, I made my girl so proud
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| I know her inside out, I know her upside down
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| And plus that girl stay down through all my ups and downs
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| Even the thought of losing her…
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| Some niggas might say no to drugs
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| All my crew say «hell yeah»
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| We don’t go get one pair, we go get twelve pair
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| All my niggas got brick fair, all my niggas got brick fair
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| At the Falcons game, and your bitch there
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| I was worth ten mill' when Vick was here
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| And the same ‘hood you can’t come to
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| That’s the one, my mama pay rent there
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| Spin the globe, every point i’ve been there
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| I went platinum in Australia
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| Like Pun and Joe, I don’t wanna be a player no more
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| Zone 6, I can’t be your mayor no more
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| Took all my jewelry, all my money, threw it out the door
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| Brick Squad goin' broke? |
| Nigga that’s a «hell no»
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| Am I fresh nigga? |
| Yes, yes
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| And my bitch dressed nigga, yes, yes
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| Dress so fresh I impress myself
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| And I’m smoking on a pound of the realest
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| Yes or no, am I over dressed?
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| Asked for a pick up, said «hell yes»
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| Asked for the dick I said «hell yes»
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| «Do you wanna fuck me?»
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| She said «hell yes» |