| I always had hard beats to rap to
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| Always had strong, always had that sack too
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| I was just a young nigga getting tattoos
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| Now they say I’m on, yea they say I’m that dude
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| Great A, I’m smoking on a roll
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| All my clothes smell like chronic smoke
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| Shades on cause I’m fucking faded
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| Buyin all the bottles, show the club we made it
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| I can see through all the bullshit
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| I’m lie to join and make you do a full spin
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| I’mma fly first class with my niggas I’m cool with
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| I’mma hit the club with 50 grand and lose it
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| Faded off gin, let’s call for alcohol
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| I brought it all, I done go spend
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| My homies got all of em in
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| And niggas be mad at us cuz they ain’t ballin
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| They money ain’t tall as us
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| But I never worry bout niggas that talk that shit but keep follow up
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now look, I rep the shit that I was raised on
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| Shitting them dollar signs, what is based on
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| And our road defines and how couldn’t we?
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| Spend the long time in that hooptye
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| But I get it in, smoke a lot of trees, drink a lot of gin
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| Nigga like me got a couple friends and a couple bottles and a couple bands but
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| I’m all in
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| Came in the game balling
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| My old school, what is yall in?
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| And I’m cashing on and you’re stalling
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| End of the night, your bitch I’m calling
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| But fuck a nigga, wanna roll with me?
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| Let it fight up, let it smoke with me
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| This young fuck the lanes but he love the chin
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| She love to wait then I sling it deep
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| And I’m in the club and I fuck the haze
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| Don’t need them niggas tryina bother me
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| But I puff and powder for the time to be
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| Standing on the couch, call it luxury
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| Lil model chicks wanna fuck with me
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| Wanna smoke with me, wanna drink with me
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| Wanna come with me but I’m in and out
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| Like I’m supposed to be, still smoking trees
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know…
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| Now you may may think that you’re so good, that you’re smiling at that fucc shit
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| But I know… but I know… but I know… but I know… |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fucc Shit , by - Wiz Khalifa. Song from the album Cabin Fever 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп