| And in here is where the heroine boil
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| And I also got a large pot of cigarette or you, that
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| Embalmment fluid illiterate are you
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| That’s ok man I got the medicine for you
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| I got, I got, I got the infediment for you
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| Got that vitamin D R U G for your shorty
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| One window to let the dawn in Cuz we hustle in this bitch midnight to morning
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| We dump in and pump out
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| I showed you this window for you to jump out
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| You on the backyard lawn where a nigga got the ganja growin
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| No cats or dogs, rats or snakes, Sams or Jakes
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| Round here its all gravy, ham and steak
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| Mama cookin that up here have a plate
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| That’s mama Carter she’s a basket case
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| But I make sure her sandwich is a napkins straight
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| You pic wit this picnic and I’m at your face
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| I say I’m at your throat, this was the carter slam the coke, go |