| I got purple in my hands
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| Pocket full of grands
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| And all I wanna do is just smoke
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| Pass that rope
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| All I need in this life of sin
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| Is my turf bitch and some privilege hen
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| Motel 6 or holidae Inn
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| Send a nigga Naked flix
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| When I’m locked in the pen
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| See, She said she don’t give head much
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| But she givin me deep throat
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| To made her forehead touch
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| Handlin bundles she handlin business
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| And When I Smash she like Kaz
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| You want me to kiss you
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| Now, Turf bitch ain’t really got shit
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| No Xxo Chanel or Austress
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| Eat month specials the days she roll wit
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| When she take dicks, She ain’t wit no soft shit
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| Foods and cars, Slide it like a visa
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| Every other weekend she up at Rita
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| Ma, I don’t need ya I’m good I’m gone
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| I got a few to perform like Three in the morn'
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| Bitch
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| I got purple in my hands
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| Pocket full of grands
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| And all I wanna do is just smoke
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| Pass that rope
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| Turfed out with your Tongue Out
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| Bout to make a nigga run out
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| Licking your lips when I have my dick hung out
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| Shit thats how cum come out
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| So when it comes to Sex scenes
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| I’m jesus in he got game
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| Prince in Purple Rain, Eddie in Boomerang
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| Run the Denali hold the woodgrain
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| Neva eat it wit Vita gettin some good brain
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| Need a turf bitch, hoodrat, hoochie mama
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| She can’t count but she can Swalla
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| Fix that bitch head She’s a monsta
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| Turf ball finna turf, Team I holla
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| Reebok broads Melisa Madden Fashion
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| Three for the dubbz supporting her purple habits
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| From light smokers to attitude
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| Rest is doing their fabric
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| 7−1 Berna girls, Step or call Castress
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| I got purple in my hands
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| Pocket full of grands
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| And all I wanna do is just smoke
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| Pass that rope
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| I’m lookin for a bitch like you
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| Turfed out on the block chick like you
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| Work every quarter on the corner like you
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| Call her Brain Section A just like you
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| I wanna run through
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| Excuse Miss, Whats Your Name?
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| Where you from?, What turf you Claim?
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| My name is Maine, Your name is Eisha?
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| Whoop Fukeisha? |
| Or Laquisha
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| It really don’t matta, I’m smokin leatha
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| It’s not your my girl, your booty I’m afta
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| You have a numba? |
| So I can hit ya
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| 7−7-6 Metro Extension
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| Picture my vision, of me and you girl
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| Legs up high, Mannie now in your world
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| Bless me one time, your bliss real nice
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| Dig your whole swagger
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| Maa you doin ya job riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight
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| I got purple in my hands
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| Pocket full of grands
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| And all I wanna do is just smoke
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| Pass that rope
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out
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| Smoke these bitches the fuck out |