| My God, my God nigga, what’s good nigga?
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| God gang gon' get it, get it? |
| Go on nigga, got it?
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| Did you get it already? |
| Alright nigga, what’s good?
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| Left Brain nigga, we in the studio right now nigga, no shit, nigga bye
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| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
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| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| Go get me another cup (lil' bitch)
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| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
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| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
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| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| Go get me another cup (lil'bitch)
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| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
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| Ballin' on the west, lake shirt
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| Pass me the ball, Lonzo
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| Give it to me, hit ‘em with the pick n' roll
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| I walk into the spot and I just pick a hoe
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| Yo, pocket full o' BeneRoll
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| But I don’t never take these hoes to dinner though
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| I take her home and bend her like a centerfold
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| My bitch straight from a centerfold
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| Ooh yeah, playboy magazine
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| Playboy don’t get hit with the magazine
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| ‘Cause we on the codeine and promethazine
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| I’m rolling down the street sippin' on the
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| Mah shit dope, ya nah mean?
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| Servin' all the druggies like the ‘phetamine
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| Got two new young hoes on the team
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| And they let us get dick on the jellybean
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| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
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| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
|
| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| Go get me another cup (lil' bitch)
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| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
|
| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
|
| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
|
| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
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| So what? |
| (so what)
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| Go get me another cup (lil' bitch)
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| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
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| Smokin' and smokin' and smokin' and smokin'
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| The son of Rocka Choppa blown' like horns
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| Infrared beam on all of my guns
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| Fuck the politics, my coupe cost a hundred
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| Woosa, yes lord, need that, ass fat
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| Titties small, goddamn (whoo-hee)
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| Keep suckin', goddamn
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| (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
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| Turn it up, shit yeah (ay-ay)
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| Ridin' wit' it (ay-ay-ay, ooh-ooh-ooooh)
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| Dopeman, one-hand rap stands
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| Fuck the rap game, moving novocaine
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| We are not the same
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| Gettin' back on the plane
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| He low 50K, goddamn
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| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
|
| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
|
| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
|
| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| Go get me another cup (lil' bitch)
|
| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
|
| What? |
| So fucked up (fucked up)
|
| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| I done accidentally ashed in my own cup (damn)
|
| But I’m still gon' sip that drank bitch
|
| So what? |
| (so what)
|
| Go get me another cup (lil' bitch)
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| Me and my niggas gon' what (let's go)
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| (Ay-ay-ay, ay-ay-ay)
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| Good Job Larry |