| I kinda wanna drive Lexuses
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| Sit back and live life high with the best of shit
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| WIth a wrist full of ice in my president
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| And a pocket full of Debbies that you can’t imagine
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| Guaranteed to make the best of it
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| To have a yacht on a lake with water beds in it
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| And a whole lot of women that are singin' to my shit
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| With they hands up in the audience
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| Screamin' they want it — they want it
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| When I was a lot younger, I used to sit up at
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| The park and drink on St. Ides
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| Drunk as fuck I used to wonder why
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| Some niggas roll sixty-four on D’s
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| And some niggas let their khakis hang on their knees
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| Will I end up like one of these?
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| Or smoke trees overseas and rock wimbley
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| Bring back a black bentley full of Henessey
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| And earl grey tea sippin' it with naomi — and they on me!
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| I wonder how it happened so fast
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| To from 33b to 1st class laughin'
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| And all you hatas' are hurt bad… Imagine
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| (Hook)
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| Before I go to sleep at night
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| I say a prayer to the Lord above
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| And I’m hopin' that he shows me luv
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| Cause my shit be hot enough
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| To have the world dancin'
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| Smokin weed on the beach in the sand and
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| All my ladies look well in Chanel and Donna
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| If I trip they got my bail so farewell your honor
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| Ain’t got no time for drama
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| Too busy chillin' with the mamas in the Bahamas
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| And everybody got they own bag of ganja
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| And you can go and roll a bleezie if you wanna
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| Ain’t got to worry 'bout nobody al up on ya!
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| (Hook)
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| Give me a house in Fayetteville and a blue five hundred
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| Next door to Evander in the tub with Michelle and Samantha
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| And a black pet panther, you ring the doorbell
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| I don’t answer and you can’t stand it
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| And you askin' TQ why you act this way
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| Cause it’s too many hatas' with somethin' to say
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| I’m too busy blowin' up with my homeboy J!
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| (Hook — 2x) |