| Oh, oh, oh, ooh, dig
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| It is real pressure I’m smoking, dawg
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| You know what I’m sayin'?
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| I’ma talk like that
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| Yeah, listen up, somebody get rid of him
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| Sock him out, pick him up
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| That .40 gon' sit him up, uh
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| This a stick up, I told you I stick 'em up
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| Baby, I got ice cream, your ho, she gon' lick me up
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| I’m her favorite rapper, you my favorite actor
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| I think niggas traded on me, I feel like a Raptor, ooh
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| On my neck a fox, I feel like I’m Daxter
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| But it’s not a hotel, baby, out here at the mansion
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| Yeah, so much guap but not enough (Yeah)
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| Pradas for my mama now
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| I got bitches in my condo now, uh, tryna wipe me down (Yeah)
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| And I think I’m in my prime right now
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| So high I am not coming down (Yeah)
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| I’m smoking Runtz right out the pound (Yeah)
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| My bro call me, I’m riding out (Yeah, yeah)
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| Sippin' purple, look like lavender
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| Foreign car, it’s a two-passenger
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| As long as you know there’s no passin' us
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| She down to ride then I’ma blast for her (Yeah)
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| My chain from Texas, that’s a massacre (Yeah)
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| She fucked the whole gang then we laughed at her (Yeah)
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| Yeah, but I am not mad at her (No)
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| 'Cause shit like that really happens bro
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| My bitch ass pokin' out, yeah, I know
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| Might fuck on your wife though, when I’m lonely
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| Because you around me, that don’t mean you know me
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| I keep my circle real small, yeah, yeah, like pepperoni (Yeah) |