| HOOK
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| EVERYBODY WANT A LITTLE
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| MONEY… WEED…BITCHES…
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| County up north and the Federales, southern strippers and some head in Cali — I
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| buy the pot/fly a lot spots so I’m too high for what they said about me,
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| Mag is a piece of shit (facts) strapped with a piece of shit (gat) reach like
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| the beat when it slap — week ago recent as that — iron put creases in hats,
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| I ain’t gonna preach when I rap — nope — I’m a lay it down like a Juxx — yup —
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| How they sell loud on the book — what — only way I sleep is a nap!
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| Ugh — look, My kids’ll ruin that — my girl be yelling, know the shit a
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| headache — I keep moving back/what I really need to do is move a pack — got em
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| losing weight — I’m the one who’s fat! |
| Consequences have me low as ever — lots
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| of stresses have me toting leather got a lot of messes that I hold together —
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| heavy jacket like it’s colder weather! |
| When I’m talking records I ain’t talking
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| wax — ain’t talking shit — Just talking facts, know you hear me pussy — ain’t
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| no talking back, when you hear it (gunshots) you can talk to that!
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| HOOK
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| EVERYBODY WANT A LITTLE
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| MONEY… WEED…BITCHES…
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| Choose a city — got bread and hoe’s there, share that bitch — got head and
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| clothes there — couple homies — plenty foes there — all I need is a semi four
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| there, Q and lo there, heavy touring — be in countries where a Chevy foreign,
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| hit it twice — she already boring — got me wake n baking almost every morning,
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| Bolt from the scene — I got paroled as a teen/ scope is a beam — I am a
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| nightmare hope is a dream, I was just wilding — wrote what I seen,
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| Coke into cream — dope and the lean — known to O-D — E and the opioids --- we
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| from the A -- visit my Oakland boys, Stockton to Compton to Vegas and Phoenix —
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| the flight is in Frisco — the work in Salinas — you looking for women — that’s
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| searching for penis — I’m looking for plugs, murking for re ups,
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| I was doing math — you was doing you, when we split the cash remember who was
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| who — taxing niggas loots — maxing in my blues — rat or turn my back — things
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| I’ll never do! |
| LET’S GO!
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| HOOK
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| EVERYBODY WANT A LITTLE
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| MONEY… WEED…BITCHES… |