| Yea, I said
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| Hol' up
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| You really think you know me huh?
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| California, and these women say that know me bruh
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| Told her, «hurry up.»
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| Cause I’m tryna find my carry-on
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| Had to check it in
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| Cause I overheard that there was no more
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| Plus
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| Her ass phenomenal
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| But she drop me off
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| I’m tryna get these dollars fool
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| And
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| I’m puffing on that, puffing on that
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| Don’t worry 'bout it, shit
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| I was on one, I can’t lie, yea
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| My vision straight blurred
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| I’m offside, huh
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| I don’t know what happened
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| But I’m stepping on everything
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| And it’s probably cause I’m so high, yea
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| You beautiful as fuck but ima try my luck, yea
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| Pursuit of happiness and a buck, that’s what I want, yea
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| And, I’m sorry if that’s not what you need
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| But that’s what I want
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| It’s what I want
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| It’s what I want
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| Yes
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| Yea
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| I said
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| Look
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| I said
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| «Wassup?»
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| You know you ain’t my homie, hon'
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| She was beautiful
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| Like I told ya
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| So I rolled one up
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| That had carried on
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| To the bed
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| I am very strong
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| Give it everything in the night just to go along
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| Whoo
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| The moment on the camera phone
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| How can I forget it if everybody know you get it on
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| You are my regret
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| And I’m sorry
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| But I’m in my zone
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| And won’t call you either
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| As of anymore
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| Anymore never gunna call you
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| Anymore never gunna call you girl
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| Anymore never gunna call you girl
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| Anymore never gunna call you girl
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| Never gunna call you
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| I was on one, can’t lie
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| I was on one, can’t lie
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| I was on one, can’t lie |