| Check
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| Mahogany dashboard, I do the dash, boy
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| Gas to the floor, I’m pressin' fast forward, I race a NASCAR
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| Transport just what you asked for
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| Don’t ask me what I asked for if you can’t answer
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| Now who them Xans for?
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| I’ll pop DANs for muscle relaxation, I’m a patient
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| Pick up the pace when I feel too adjacent to who I’m racing
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| Yeah, I’m spacin', I’m spacin' out
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| Oh, you faded? |
| I’m faded out
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| Oh, you made it? |
| I made it out
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| But you shady like 8 Mile
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| 8 Ball from Orange Mound, letdown, I lay her down
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| Like an eagle, she spread it out, ate it out, yeah, I ate it out
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| I’m a Libra, I weigh it out
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| Hope the reaper don’t take me out
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| I’m too eager to wait it out
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| Stuck the heater in Satan’s mouth
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| Pray polices don’t raid the house
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| Pay my taxes and baby moms
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| Ain’t no cappin', don’t play around
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| Hate me back then, they hate me now
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| In my lap is your face, I got napkins to waste
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| I got mansions with gates, feel like I’m NASA with space
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| Don’t feel like answerin' my phone, I feel like thrashin' today
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| I put my ratchet on safe, and I feel actually safe
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| Catchin' spasms and aches, from all the hands I done shaked
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| And all the cash I done counted and all the blunts I done rolled up
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| I stunt when I rolled up
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| With a bad bitch sittin' in the front with her nose up
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| You know what’s in my soda
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| And your trap house closin', your glass house broken
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| And my madhouse open and my lighthouse glowin'
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| Mahogany dashboard, do the dash, boy
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| Mahogany dashboard, do the dash, boy
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| Mahogany handle on the gun in my hand, boy
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| Brains all over my mahogany dashboard
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| Mahogany dashboard, I do the dash, boy
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| I think in my backyard, I need an airport
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| Mahogany sand, boy, I start a sand storm
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| Mahogany skin, touch me, I cut your hands off
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| Mahogany door handle to match the floor panel
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| Mahogany sand, mahogany Dior sandals
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| Mahogany dash, slime, I do the dash, slime
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| Sit the coke on the glass, slime, she snort a flat line
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| Good times, no hard times, uh-oh, it’s that time
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| We at war,
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| I check my Chopard for the exact time
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| Bang, bang, brrat time
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| , I’m reppin'
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| Fab Five
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| Flag high, red, red, red, bloody vampire
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| Plug was a fucking Arabi, it’s no cap, slime
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| Judge gave me time,
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| I did that time like nap time
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| Mahogany skateboard, I parked the Wraith for it
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| I kick, push straight forward, I hear Lupe flowin'
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| Under the skully, these bright mahogany dreads showin'
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| Let’s get in bed and break these mahogany headboards
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| Oh, woah, mahogany, yeah, woah
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| Mahogany dashboard, I do the dash, boy
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| Mahogany dashboard, I do the dash, boy
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| Mahogany dashboard, I do the dash, boy
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| Uh, yeah, I do the dash, boy
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| Mahogany handle on the gun in my hand, boy
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| Brains all over my mahogany dashboard
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| Louis mahogany bags for the bag boys
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| Louis, Louis mahogany bags for the bag boys
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| Soon as we land, on mahogany sand
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| Maho-mahogany sand
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| Louis mahogany bags for the bag boys
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| Soon as we land, on mahogany sand
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| I ain’t arguin', I’m sayin'
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| Ooh, mahogany |