| Two cups in feeling throwed in this motherfucker
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| Sippin' dirty grippin' on a thirty riding shotty
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| Pop a percocet feeling like Gotti smoking Gotti
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| Got the thotties with me
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| Tryna get me, time to go
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| Give a fuck about a skeeza she cancelled like Pronto, nigga
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| Give a fuck about a skeeza got 2 pints at the condo
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| And I’m smoking gasolina have a motherfucker pissed
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| Remember days at the school early morning
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| Servin' fizzles on the strip
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| Servin' everything moved
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| Made a dollar off of it all
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| From kicking doors
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| To prostitution, selling work
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| Niggas treat it like a sport, know it’s summertime
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| But don’t pull up in them shorts
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| Married to the streets, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to these streets, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to this lean, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to these bandz, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to these drugs, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to this money, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to these streets, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| Married to the block, I ain’t getting a divorce, nigga
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| Married to a mafuckin' Glock, I ain’t gettin' no divorce, nigga
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| «We live?»
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| «Yeah»
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| «Okay, so I ain’t gonna curse, but these punk faggots — and excuse my language
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| — but know what I’m sayin'? |
| Be whoever you wanna be, love whoever you wanna
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| love — I didn’t mean it like that — I just meant when you wanna disrespect me
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| and the money team and we got seven Rolls-Royce's outside and we just made 350
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| racks on the — don’t disrespect me! |
| I’m gonna smack you up again fool!» |