| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Die-d-die, die, die
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| I don’t wanna die no more
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| Yeah, die
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| Die, d-die, yeah, yeah, die, d-die
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| I know it’s been a minute since the kissin', mama
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| I had to get it, uh, now I’m, now I’m drippin', mama
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| Store the strap by the shoes, they still trippin', mama
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| They don’t have a clue, I got the blues but I’m not Crippin', mama
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| Mix my red with azul, turn to somethin' I pour
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| 40k on the chain, last year I was so broke
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| Where was y’all, where was y’all when I was solo?
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| Look in the mirror, that’s my dawg, that’s my dawg, solo
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Die-d-die, die, die
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| I don’t wanna die no more
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| Yeah, die
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| Die, d-die, yeah, yeah, die, d-die
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| Hold up, dad, what you sniffin' in the kitchen? |
| Prolly
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| All that cocaine that’ll prolly have us distanced, mommy
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| Why he treat me like I’m nothin'? |
| Dissin' me for shawties
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| Why he always bluffin', pickin' double D’s around me?
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| Now I got double G’s, yep, up on my body
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| Saw it, put it on, fuck the price, bitch, I bought it
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| When you hear this, bitch, don’t even tell me you’re sorry
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| I made this song to show you I don’t, I don’t need nobody
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Woah, oh, woah, oh
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| Die-d-die, die, die
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| I don’t wanna die no more
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| Yeah, die
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| Die, d-die, yeah, yeah, die, d-die
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| Look in the mirror, that’s my dawg, that’s my dawg, solo, solo, solo, solo
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| Look in the mirror, that’s my dawg, that’s my dawg, solo, solo, solo, solo
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| Look in the mirror, that’s my dawg, that’s my dawg, solo, solo, solo, solo |