| Don’t you owe me some money? |
| You should find out fast
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| That cold hard cash, ain’t a damn thing funny
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| Tappin' into the real, I know you know the deal
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| Life never on chill, L.A. nights and missed flights
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| Smelling like Cali bomb, beautiful black strong
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| I never do wrong, yo I never do wrong
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| For the ladies who had babies in the 80's
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| Raised ‘em with manners and pajamas
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| Schedules might jam us, Gwen Stefani spell bananas
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| Rocking you popping, losin' ain’t an option
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| Heard you buggin' bish, we throw your name on the list
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| Heard you buggin' bish, we throw your name on the list
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| That’s sniff snuffaluffagus, yamean?
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| Move in a fashion, groove with a passion
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| You doing in uh, yo
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| It’s magic in the air, shorty peel the pear
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| The new luminaire, cheesin' without a care
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| I lead ‘em out the lair into the crisp night air
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| You feelin' alright? |
| Yea. |
| You feelin' alright? |
| Yea
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| You ain’t bout it muthafucker I know you got another
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| Home girl undercover tryna freak Danny Glover
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| That weapon is so lethal, royalty regal
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| Righteous with the people, this game so see through
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| The bull that they feed you, all this bull that they feed you
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| This game so see through, inner vision let it lead you
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| Inner vision let it lead you
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| I move in a fashion when I moving and mashing
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| All the groupies are askin' «What you doing in Aspen?»
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| Nuthin' much other than you bitch, we both start laughin'
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| (Yo they wylin' over there)
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| (Yo they wylin' over there)
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| (Call him, they wylin' over there)
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| (Yo they wylin' over there)
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| (Straight wylin', sparkin') |