| Time flies when you’re a piece of shit
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| Uh-huh, yeah
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| Uh-huh, yeah
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| Uh-huh, yeah
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| I’m a piece of shit
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| Don’t trust me, I be talking shit
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| I might go 'head and fuck your bitch
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| And leave her like she ain’t shit
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| I’m a piece of shit
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| Don’t trust me, I be talking shit
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| I might go 'head and fuck your bitch
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| And leave her like she ain’t shit
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| I’m from where the little shorties kick push crack
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| Your work is incomplete get your shit pushed back
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| We be walking 'round loud with the kush pack
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| Bottle of scotch, bottle of Stoltz
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| Boom, bye bye, in a batty boy head
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| We will not promote no nasty boy dem haffi dead
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| I’m cutting off legs, arms, arms, legs
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| And fuck what you heard and fuck what they said
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| Polo sport rugby, you niggas can’t touch me
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| And if you niggas touch me you get smoked like a dutchy
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| You get smoked like a druggy
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| You get smoked like a '87 Volkwagen buggy
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| I leave you niggas bloody like a pussy on its period
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| Is you niggas serious, you got me delirious
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| I’m jumping off the top row, Rey Mysterious
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| I meant Rey Mysterio
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| Turn up the stereo
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| Smoking on this diesel got me feeling aerial
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| About to take flight
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| First class LAX to London one night, nigga fuck with me
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| Jumping out the plane, snakes on it man
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| I had to go and get the *ah*, that cocaine
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| And it sound white, free Gucci Mane
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| I’m the king of the hill when it comes to propane
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| Yeah I light a fire, bad motherfucker
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| And go and start a riot, boom shaka-laka
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| And remember that all pigs don’t come in their uniforms
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| So you gotta stick out, use your unicorn
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| And go blast on it, I’m running fast on it
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| Gotta get that cash on it, gotta make it last in this bitch
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| Now you niggas mad in this bitch
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| Don’t give a fuck nigga
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| I’m a goose you better duck duck nigga
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| You thought you ran off with the swag, you stuck stuck nigga
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| All the hating alcohol got you lit
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| Cause in the back of your mind you think I’m a piece of shit
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| Really, nigga
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| I’m a piece of shit
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| Don’t trust me, I be talking shit
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| I might go 'head and fuck your bitch
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| And leave her like she ain’t shit
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| I’m a piece of shit
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| Don’t trust me, I be talking shit
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| I might go 'head and fuck your bitch
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| And leave her like she ain’t shit |