| Wake up in the early morning
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| Gettin' head, bein' big
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| When I go down on her, yeah I’m between her legs
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| , why you hit me, fuck boy?
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| I don’t sell
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| Stricly blowin' on that Cali kill
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| Coolin' with the Smugga in the joint stealin'
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| Just still poppin' all kinds of Xanny pills
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| Poppin' all that Act', motherfuckin' seals
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| Smug Mang, Smug God been real
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| And bitches tonight, prolly make a real
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| Snort the molly, girl tell me how you feel
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| Smug Life, Rez Life, this shit for real, this for real
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| They know I’m ill as fuck, I got a killer flow
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| Panties drop when I set the tone
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| Hit the ass then send it home
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| Cause I don’t wifey hoes, I’d rather be alone
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| But she right there when I want some dome
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| Taste the chrome while I puff the smoke
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| Bitch choked on my
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| Play Nintendo, that 64
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| Got a pussy that taste like Mentos
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| Leave your mouth froze, cause that pussy cold
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| Get brain when you vegetable
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| Get brain when you hella throwed
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| Hella throwed, I said hella throwed |