| Dealers and the boot life
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| Got me hooked on freebasing
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| And I can’t trust my government
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| So I looked into the other dimensions
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| And now, they got me doing bad things
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| Poker chips, chains and whips
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| They got me wearing red lipstick
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| And I can’t trust no man of mine
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| To watch the door while I do my lines
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| Yeah, they got me doing bad things
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| I got my friends inside my pockets
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| Got my gin tucked in my purse
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| I keep my heart locked in gold
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| So I don’t ever get hurt
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| And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
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| Holding hands and making plans
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| These types of things I can’t understand
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| I put my trust in my cigarettes, and make some calls to do the rest
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| Yeah, they got me doing bad things
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| I got my friends inside my pockets
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| Got my gin tucked in my purse
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| I keep my heart locked in gold
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| So I don’t ever get hurt
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| And I gamble till the lights of the casino are gone
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| You know how pretty
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| The lights of the city look on you
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| I got my friends inside my pockets
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| Got my gin tucked in my purse
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| I keep my heart locked in gold
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| So I don’t ever get hurt
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| And I’ll gamble till the lights of the casino are gone |