| I just fucked your bitch in some Polo socks
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| I just hit a lick in some Polo flip-flops
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| Ayy, she gon' do a split then she make it pop
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| He gon' talk that shit, Imma grip the Glock
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| I been getting money, I been getting guap
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| Ah, taking bong rips, smoke a lot of pot
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| Ah, I get to work, never punch a clock
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| Tell these motherfuckers I been getting what I sought
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| See I’m ballin'
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| Lately seein' commas all I ever do
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| I woke up smoke a blunt for breakfast
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| You ain’t fuckin with us
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| I smoke a kush blunt then I fly away
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| Fresh fruit on the counter, lil' shawty don’t play
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| I been rollin' up
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| Rollin' swishers up
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| Shawty want a thug
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| Think I’m makaveli and my cup is doubled up
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| She say what the fuck
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| She been looking at me like she wanna fuck
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| I’mma turn it up
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| Tell that bitch I ain’t done turning up
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| Got gold on my necklace, gold on everything
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| Diamonds on me look like a championship ring
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| I got that Virgin Guadalupe 'round my neck
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| And you know I’m smokin' like I think I’m Snoop Dogg in the jet
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| Sippin' acai blueberry pomegranate triple X
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| I been cashin' checks
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| I was broke so long you know I had to flex
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| I been mixing Sprite with the actavis
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| Thank my lucky stars, I’m so fuckin' blessed
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| Yeah I got the bars got the Xanax
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| Cloud boys splash gang, that’s the fuckin' set
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| Where the fuck my life go?
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| Drownin' in the pint, I been sippin' on the Styrofoam
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| Rollin' swishers through the city with my eyes closed
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| Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed
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| Where the fuck my life go?
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| Drownin' in the pint, I been sippin' on the Styrofoam
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| Rollin' swishers through the city with my eyes closed
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| Rollin' through the city with my eyes closed |