| This is gonna feel real good, alright?
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| Most Dope
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| Everybody please put your thumb in the air
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| (chorus x2)
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| 1,2,3,4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)
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| (1st verse)
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| I feel like a million bucks
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| But my money don’t really feel like I do And from the ground I built my own damn buzz
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| People was amazed I was still in high school
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| But now I’m out, and money what I’m bout
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| Tryin to get so much I can’t keep count
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| New kicks give me cushion like whoopie
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| Keep a smile like an Eat’n Park cookie
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| Everything good, I’m white boy awesome
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| Up all night — Johnny Carson
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| I aint gotta Benz, no just a Honda
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| But try to get my money like an Anaconda,
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| Real, real long cross the country
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| Smoke joints in the whip, no cop can bust me Drive into the stage, they applaud and scream
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| All the pretty girls come flock with me, yeah i rock the beat
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| (chorus x2)
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| 1,2,3,4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)
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| And I like my rhymes witty, all my dimes pretty
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| If you got weed you can come fly with me Now I don’t take pity on them silly little hoes
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| Milly Vanilly but this is really how it goes
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| Mouth my words, don’t say shit
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| Shut up bitch and ride this dick
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| I’m just playing let’s have a ball
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| All we need is some weed, hoes, and alcohol
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| So forget it when I’m wrecking the etiquette for the hell of it smelling it when the L’s and I’m flied like a pelican
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| Young fresh and I’m so damn intelligent
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| Girls give me brains cuz I acting like a gentleman
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| In deeper than the water Michael Phelps was in gonna have a party baby you can tell your friends
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| we the type lookin right still setting trends
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| fuck a job imma get these damn presidents
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| (chorus x2)
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| 1,2,3,4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so let em in, let em in, let em in (hey)
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| not a day goes by when I am gettin high
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| they wonder why don’t I go get myself a job
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| so i can make they bucks but i don’t give a fuck
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| no I feel great
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| bitch I feel great
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| (chorus x2)
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| 1,2,3,4 some crazy-ass kids come and knocked up on your door so let em in, let em in, let em in (hey) |