| If I can get it right
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| We’ll be whipping on them white walls
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| If I can get it right
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| Yeah I’ll be sitting in some satin drawers
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| If I can get it right
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| We won’t trip on nearly nothing at all
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| If I can get it right
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| I will wake up to a round of applause
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| Then hop up in my lap pool and back stroke
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| My neighbors hella cool
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| White brown n black folk
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| We still gon' hit the block
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| Tire marks and phat yokes
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| Nigga not a thing would change
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| These hoes they stay soaked
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| Long Beach, South Central, all through the Westside
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| Yeah it’s California love get your money right
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| So we could lamp up shade out
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| Grub and get paid
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| Like bitch I own land
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| This my pad
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| Ain’t tripping off raids
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| Now I ain’t said a word since my money got flip yeah
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| My crib talking shit my whip talking shit
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| I got a knack for the flare with my man p legit
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| So player when I move
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| I’m the man I admit
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| Her pants is off, that ass so soft, it’s shaking
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| Didn’t ask at all, lil' nasty broad, she naked
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| Then smash off, dip floss in an Aston Martin
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| Got some money, and it’s calling
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| Not too far from Carson
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| If I can get it right
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| We’ll be whipping on them white walls
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| If I can get it right
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| Yeah I’ll be sitting in some satin drawers
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| If I can get it right
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| We won’t trip on nearly nothing at all
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| If I can get it right
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| I will wake up to a round of applause
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| But the road to the show wasn’t rosey no
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| I had shovel out snow did the dosey do
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| We had pull some stunts for rent last month
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| Had a bad year but that was last year
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| Now we don’t stress that much
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| And I can’t recall the last time a player hit a stress blunt
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| I hit the town, yeah my bitch bad and boy she dressed up
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| Louie Bottega for the flavor and the fresh stunt
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| Flyer then I ever been
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| Say it with your chest
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| Now it’s all Picasso at the casa with the marble front
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| I’m at a sideshow in a Bentley with the monarch wings
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| Helicopter for my mama so she shop in peace
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| Jobs for hogs and all my dogs
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| That’s fresh up out release
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| If I could get a ride, I wouldn’t need it
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| All the drugs and beef I wouldn’t need it
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| All the tweets and numbers, I done delete it
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| I gotta make that change, I’mma beat it
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| If I can get it right
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| We’ll be whipping on them white walls
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| If I can get it right
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| Yeah I’ll be sitting in some satin drawers
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| If I can get it right
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| We won’t trip on nearly nothing at all
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| If I can get it right
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| I will wake up to a round of applause |