| Smokin my old enemies
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| And I’m stoned
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| And I got my weed
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| Straight from California mane
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| Oh I loved you I did
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| But its time to forgive and forget
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| Plus I got thirty bitches want me to fuck
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| I’ma lucky I did
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| But it’s time I admit, my regrets
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| I did you dirty, did you dirty as fuck
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| Come and fuck with the kid
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| I ain’t tryna live, pray I die
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| But I keep coming right up out of the mud
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| What you call a sin
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| I call a part of my day
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| Get the fuck out my way
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| Say she gon' fuck but she gay
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| Oh I love you I did
|
| But its time to forgive and forget
|
| Plus I got thirty bitches want me to fuck
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| I’ma lucky I did
|
| But it’s time I admit, my regrets
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| I did you dirty, did you dirty as fuck
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| Come and fuck with the kid
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| I ain’t tryna live, pray I die
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| But I keep coming right up out of the mud
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| What you call a sin
|
| I call a part of my day
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| Get the fuck out my way
|
| Say she gon' fuck but she gay
|
| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face
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| You got lucky today, you have nothing to say
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| Won’t say shit to my face, can’t say shit to my face |