| I woke up this morning, new attitude
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| Stirring up the pot, that’s what I’ma do
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| Devil with me we contagious
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| City after city, almost famous (yeah, yeah)
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| I be, I be, I be, I be on that octane
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| Cocaine running through these dark veins
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| Clock when I drop, yeah I got this
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| Club packed, revvin' up the mosh pit
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| I’ma vibe too and will remind you, I got a line through
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| I got something that the people wanna vibe to
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| He’ll show you just what my kind do
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| I done emptied and reloaded
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| Weekends be cloudy, turnt and everyone know it
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| Everybody beat the race if you 'bout it
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| Party like it’s Night and Day
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| Living crazy is the only way
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| Get you where I got you when I’m on it
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| Bop it, lock it like you really want it
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| Oh, Hey!
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| I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
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| Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
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| Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
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| Don’t know what I’m thinking of
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| I’m just lit, nevermind me
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| Okay, kay, kay
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| My OG partners there’s some Dominoes
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| Couple of beers, haters coming near I tell 'em vamanos
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| I want those, look like they got the ball, lit, I’m on those
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| Two right over there look like Becky without the good hair
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| Hold up, hold up, got two tickets to the gun show
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| Ain’t nobody tripping, everybody’s having fun so
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| It’s like, it’s like, it’s like I’m at a office Christmas party
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| I done kissed a couple of people, I don’t even know nobody
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| I’m just spilling my drink, threw up in the sink
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| And trying to get in her pink but what do ya think
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| They wanna be up in my face where my residue stink
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| But it’s Friday, I ain’t got no job, ain’t got nothing to do
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| Take me to her place where I can’t feel my face
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| Turn up
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| Party like it’s Night and Day
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| Living crazy is the only way
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| Get you where I got you when I’m on it
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| Bop it, lock it like you really want it
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| Oh, Hey!
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| I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
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| Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
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| Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
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| Don’t know what I’m thinking of
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| I’m just lit, nevermind me
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| Bon-jon, every lady want Don-don
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| We don’t want no cheer bitches
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| So you can leave yo pom-poms
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| With a necronomicon
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| Dressed up like I’m going to Comic-Con
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| And I keep that llama drawn
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| For the haters that go without like Ramadan
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| I’m Malcolm X, but outta my mouth comes sex
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| A lot of 'em doubt son’s blessed
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| But I’m rippin' outcomes checked
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| I get it but never will I get got, no
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| Not a thing that gets hot blow
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| Like I’m living in shish kebab Shawshank Redemption
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| Shit KOD, go
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| Tecca Neezy, look at me and believe me
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| I’ma get all the peezies breeding me and it’s easy
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| Once they get up on it, yeah they want it and never leave me
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| Cause I told them Mackenzie Nicole, Kali, and Stevie
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| Never find glee 'cause I know where the clever rhymes be
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| And I keep that better shine, make the cheddar climb
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| Baby, nevermind me
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| Party like it’s Night and Day
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| Living crazy is the only way
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| Get you where I got you when I’m on it
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| Bop it, lock it like you really want it
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| Oh, Hey!
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| I don’t wanna ever have to pay bills again
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| Time for me to work, I think I’ll call in
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| Everyday’s a weekend so let’s go
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| Don’t know what I’m thinking of
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| I’m just lit, nevermind me |