| Some people like to drink
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| Some people like to smoke
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| Some people overthink
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| Some people overdose
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| I’m just trying to get the nicest
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| Bottles on ices
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| Pull some all nighters
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| 'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got
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| I popped a couple bottles
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| I took a couple shots
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| I done fucked a couple models
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| I done fucked a couple thots
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| But from Seattle to Atlanta
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| From Philly to the bay
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| The only loyal bitch I know
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| Is a loyal bitch named Tanqueray
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| She gets me right everytime
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| It ain’t never no fussing or fighting
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| She said she’ll always be mine
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| That’s why I cuff her and wife her
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| Now that’s through sickness and health
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| All the way 'til death do us part
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| Ever since I seen her on the shelf
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| I knew we’d always be together from the start
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| And she tell me when my cups half empty
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| I tell her when the bottles half full
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| And I can’t get enough so don’t tempt me
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| Sometimes she’s chased with Red Bull
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| Sometimes I have to re-up
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| 'Cause I want to be with her all the time
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| 'Cause everybody’s got vices
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| I just wanna come clean about mine
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| Some people like to drink
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| Some people like to smoke
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| Some people overthink
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| Some people overdose
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| I’m just trying to get the nicest
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| Bottles on ices
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| Pull some all nighters
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| 'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got
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| I rolled a couple fat ones
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| I Passed around the dank
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| I smashed a couple bad ones
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| I smashed a couple skanks
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| But from Cali to Carolina
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| New York to Tijuana
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| Only Mary that I know
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| Is a faithful hoe named marijuana
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| I be draped in all designer
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| Won’t can’t me in nothing less
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| Than a couple thousand dollars
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| Success will just make 'em swallow
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| Good sex will just make 'em holler
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| Good weed will just make it better
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| And ease the stress in my mind
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| As I continue to going and get this cheddar
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| Better roll it, lick it and then light it
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| Puff puff, pass that thing around
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| Everyday, I gets excited
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| 'Cause this here, came from the ground
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| And it was put, on the earth to smoke it
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| I can’t think, of a better time
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| To light it up and ask if I wanna hit it
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| 'Cause I know that I can’t decline
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| Luda
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| Some people like to drink
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| Some people like to smoke
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| Some people overthink
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| Some people overdose
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| I’m just trying to get the nicest
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| Bottles on ice
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| Pull some all nighters
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| 'Cause everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices, vices
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| Everybody got
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| Worry 'bout your own fucking life
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| Worry 'bout your own fucking life
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| Worry 'bout your own fucking life
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| Worry 'bout your own fucking life
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| Stay the fuck up out of mine
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| Stay the fuck up out of mine
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| Stay the fuck up out of mine
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| Stay the fuck up out of mine
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| I’m aight bitch… |