| Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah
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| Watch the weather change
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| Watch the weather change
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| You don’t know my pain
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| We cannot relate
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| Three diamond rings
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| Feel like Shabba Ranks
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| Watch the weather change
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| You pull up in a coupe, I pull up in a tank
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| Better know my name
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| I don’t play no games
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| I don’t pay for weed but I pay the price of fame
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| No there’s no escape, can’t run away
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| This my every day, bitch I live this every day
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| You should be ashamed, looking like a stain
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| Trip to LA, molly made me sane
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| Bitch I woke up in LA, now they call my name
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| Now they know my name when I walk up in the place
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| Walk in party late, lot on my plate
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| I just want to eat, feed the whole gang
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| The clock hits twelve and the sun goes down
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| And the ghouls come out
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| Couple people ridin' want to pass me
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| Pussy boy snail, I’m an athlete
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| Leave 'em in my trail, leave 'em dusty
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| Chasing on my tail like a track meet
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| Money coming plenty
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| Money coming steady
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| Pockets so fat, heavy
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| Pockets chubby, hefty
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| My right hand started moving lefty
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| Started eating good still on empty
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| 'Cause I got lots of friends that be enemies
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| That wanna follow me to get ahead of me
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| Watch the weather change
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| You don’t know my pain
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| We cannot relate
|
| Three diamond rings
|
| Feel like Shabba Ranks
|
| Watch the weather change
|
| You pull up in a coupe, I pull up in a tank
|
| Better know my name
|
| I don’t play no games
|
| I don’t pay for weed but I pay the price of fame
|
| No there’s no escape, can’t run away
|
| This my every day, bitch I live this every day
|
| Watch the weather change
|
| You don’t know my pain
|
| We cannot relate
|
| Three diamond rings
|
| Feel like Shabba Ranks
|
| Watch the weather change
|
| You pull up in a coupe, I pull up in a tank
|
| My right hand started moving lefty
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| My right hand started moving lefty |