| «Gina, baby, I don’t have no money and I don’t have no ends
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| Gina, I’m ass-out»
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| «I'm going through something right now!»
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| «I done told you that»
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| Oh, what up ho? |
| Oh, what up?
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| I said, oh, what up ho? |
| Oh, what up?
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| I said, oh, what up ho? |
| Oh, what up?
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| Well alright…
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| Welcome to my diary, stressing got me gray hairs
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| Something to inspire me, rather than society’s
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| Woes, let me go, let me shine a lil' bit love
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| I want diamonds too, Ronnie on Player’s Club
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| I used to have a nine-to-five, fresh out of school that was '05
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| That bitch was racist, got me fired, ever since then, I had no job
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| Pushing in my momma van, stop for gas on Rosecrans
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| Trust me these niggas rushed me for somethin my cousin prolly did
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| Guilty by association: story of my life, nigga
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| You gon make me flip and split yo shit just give me life, nigga
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| Pain since my grandma’s death, Uncle killed at Louie’s Burgers
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| Hold my tears I tried my best, let it go, drenched my pullover
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| Cycles of a starving artist tryna go beyond the margin, margin
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| Maintaining my modest modus as I dream
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| So while I go through all this, all this bullshit what you call it
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| Life itself, I know what helps, let me scroll through my Blackberry
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| («Hey what’s up daddy?»)
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| «So what’d you rush me out here for?
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| How was your day? |
| Are you tipsy?»
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| «Mhm!»
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| All I need in this lifetime: Pussy and Patron
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| Give me that, once you give me that, once again it’s on
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| Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that screw
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| Coming down clean, tell your baby momma what it do?
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| Where your friends at? |
| I got long dick, what it is?
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| Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
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| How I live? |
| Big shot, on my grind, all ready
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| I’mma lay it down like a carpenter when you let me…
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| Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
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| I can’t get enough, if I offend you, blame it on the liquor babe
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| Give me that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushy stuff
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| I can’t get enough if I offend you…
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| Uh, I wrote this song when Dave drove home
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| And caught that flat, in the mean T Flats
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| And it made me think if we could blink
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| To change locations where we at
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| We often get lost in the alcohol bottle
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| In attempt to ignore pain, problem, and sorrow
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| Just for a minute, then back to the bullshit
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| Your car note due and you 'bout to get evicted
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| Two drugs surely, Patron, pussy, make it feel alright
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| But once it’s empty and the bitch leave, then it’s back to life
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| You can’t run from it, gotta run to it, nigga
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| The antidote wouldn’t last and you knew it, nigga
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| But still, you proceed to dive deep, ask what’s her zodiac sign
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| Okay, welcome to my diary, hmm, where should I begin?
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| Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram
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| Crackers watch my every step, man I hate to work for them
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| One time I tried to work for me, but that shit didn’t work for me
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| And here I am, stressing, questioning my direction man
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| What to do? |
| Nothing’s moving, traffic jam, wiggle through it
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| Pop the cork and take the fluid, bust that pussy open
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| Bust that pussy open, bust that pussy open
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| (Soul!) Balls deep, ya dig? |
| Retrieve, relief, ya dig?
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| Let’s kill a bottle of tequila
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| And lie butt-naked telling the truth, would ya?
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| What’s up? |
| I had a long day and I really wanna fuck
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| Take a double shot to the face and forget about my whole day
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| 'Cause all I’ve been thinking the whole day…
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| I’m going through something with life
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| But pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron make you feel alright
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| Pussy and Patron, that’s some great advice
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| All I need in this lifetime: Pussy and Patron
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| Give me that, once you give me that, once again it’s on
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| Bitch I’m swagged up, hoes bopping when I’m off that screw
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| Coming down clean, tell your baby momma what it do?
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| Where your friends at? |
| I got long dick, what it is?
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| Go on poke it out, situate your little positives
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| How I live? |
| Big shot, on my grind, all ready
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| I’mma lay it down like a carpenter, when you let me… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song P&P 1.5 , by - Kendrick Lamar. Song from the album Overly Dedicated, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп