| I know you got the floor showin on your abs
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| You be that boss shit with all the cash
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| You be that cray and look at all your fans
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| I know you
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| I know you like gloves on the vapors
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| Don’t give a fuck about the haters
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| That got me cryin to get you faded more
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| I know you know that
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| I know like blazin that kush
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| Got two sons you ain’t raisin no wuss
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| Got two guns you keep one in your purse
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| Ain’t no one to be played no
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| Look fly in every single style
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| I can see your perfect ass from a mile
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| Wait for me, I’m like the FEMA can’t take me
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| Smokin weed was a bad habit you didn’t break it
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| You walk around your crib naked
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| Shoppin sprees till your pockets feel naked
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| Hard to please, ghost brothers won’t make it
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| If I put in the right CV I might make it
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| I know you got the floor showin on your abs
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| You be that boss shit with all the cash
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| You be that cray and look at all your fans
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| I know you
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| I know you like gloves on the vapors
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| Don’t give a fuck about the haters
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| That got me cryin to get you faded more
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| I know you know that
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| You’re a stoner and a loner and
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| You’re sittin back home with nothing to do
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| Then take your trees out roll it up light it
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| Have a session now it’s floatin with you
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| And don’t worry bout recession you can keep on smoking
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| Till your face is blue
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| So take your trees out roll it up light it
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| Have a session now it’s floatin with you
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| I know you be like it when I be puttin it down
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| Know you goin down no you spin my junk around
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| No you spend my fuckin dimes, on you price don’t matter
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| When we havin good times baby call me Don Aimless
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| Gimme that energy girl make my song famous
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| So we can buy land girl cop a hundred acres
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| You so lit up look in my eyes you see beggars
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| If I’m a reflection of you girl you the greatest
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| I know you got the floor showin on your abs
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| You be that boss shit with all the cash
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| You be that cray and look at all your fans
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| I know you
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| I know you like gloves on the vapors
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| Don’t give a fuck about the haters
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| That got me cryin to get you faded more
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| I know you know that |