| I stepped on a flower, foot on the pedal
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| Good wasn’t home, so I settled for better
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| I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot
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| So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
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| Now I’m Like «Hey, I like the view from here! |
| «I'm so high I can’t see you from here
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| Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me
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| Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy
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| Pussy gettin' problems, can’t live without em
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| The weed too loud, turn up the volume
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| Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow
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| That’s why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
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| God bless the world, and most people in it
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| It’s anybody’s game, but nobody’s winning
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| Mona Lisa smile, that bitch barely grinning
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| Take you off the face of the Earth like a blemish
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| We went from Boyz to Menace, Menace II Society
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| Now we get higher, call that shit karate
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| Blame it on the money, the money is the bad guy
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| Smoke so much good, I don’t even have a bad side
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| Yeah, I got a pussy hangover
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| Bitches eat me up like my name is Russell Stover
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| Murder the perception, make em get it right
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| If I’m flirting with perfection, I’m fucking her tonight
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| I’m a Southern delight, Louisiana pride
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| The belly of the beast, it ate me alive
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| Tell them bitches they’ll never take me alive
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| And today I took a walk outside
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| And I stepped on a flower, foot on the pedal
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| Good wasn’t home, so I settled for better
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| I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot
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| So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
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| Now I’m Like «Hey, I like the view from here! |
| «I'm so high I can’t see you from here
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| Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me
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| Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy
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| Pussy gettin' problems, can’t live without em
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| The weed too loud, turn up the volume
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| Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow
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| That’s why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho)
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| Ugh, and we all kiss our mommas
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| Cause promises are broken, but tomorrow is a promise
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| Think I’m getting sick, I’m feelin' illegal
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| And not having money is the root of all evil
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| Life is a midget so try to live it up
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| It’s Doctor Carter bitch, I got this shit nipped and tucked
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| If these walls could talk, they’d probably won’t shut up
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| I need some wall paper, before they start to fuss
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| Yeah, pick up the phone and call yo bluff
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| Human growth hormone, now my pockets all buff
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| I don’t think about the future, it comes soon enough
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| Motherfucker I don’t shoot you, bitch I shoot you up
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| I ain’t like with these niggas, I don’t like these niggas
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| I just roll another joint, like Spike Lee nigga
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| When I woke up this morning, got the coal out my eyes
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| And then I took a walk outside
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| And I stepped on a flower, foot on the pedal
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| Good wasn’t home, so I settled for better
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| I’m on my way to get it, but get it got shot
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| So I guess I gotta work with the little bit I got
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| Now I’m Like «Hey, I like the view from here! |
| «I'm so high I can’t see you from here
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| Both eyes on the money, it’s looking back at me
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| Man, these bitches just looking for a daddy
|
| Pussy gettin' problems, can’t live without em
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| The weed too loud, turn up the volume
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| Richer than a bitch, but I can’t buy tomorrow
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| That’s why I go hard, ho (That's why I go hard, ho) |