| Too many women, and not enough time
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| Im a cool cat, but im on life nine.
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| Pimping aint dead cause I be the life line
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| And I don’t buy the bar cuz it don’t sell white wine
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| Gon' let that light shine
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| ballin' for a life time
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| Smoking on a nice pine, Weezy baby flight flyin
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| You can call him your husband
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| Call me at night time
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| And even though women change
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| I will always like dimes
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| And yeah im quite fine, but shawty much finer
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| And I just get behind her
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| And smack it like E Honda
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| And please don’t hate on me
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| when you see me with Kiana
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| cause she wilder than Nirvana
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| and colder than your honor
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| holla at your boy manana
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| Maybach come wit a recliner
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| run up on it and sh-t will get uglier than an iguana
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| this is only a reminder it’s Young Money don’t forget it
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| and im Weezy F baby you might find it on a titty
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| would you. |
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| Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Chilling with my possi
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| Bout to calls some ladies over
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| Tell em this is YME so when you come you cant leave sober
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| You would think she came with buttons by the way that I control her
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| Put her on a tab now she rolling like a baby stroller
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| Im the freshest n-ggas seen
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| Whippin in my jeans
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| Shoot ya lights out im like bredick with the beam
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| Life a game of chess, and im headed for your queen
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| Now my stomach and my thighs
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| Wat a head is in between (ew)
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| And she wetter than a stream, I drink medicine to lean
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| Keep a cup in my hand like im begging for some cheese
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| I fall off in the party
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| Yeah im kinda tardy but if I hated (?) riding on em like a Harley
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| Look you call it getting married, I call it acting selfish
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| my belt got G’s on it like a Packers helmet
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| And imma hit it if you bring your girl around
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| but the weed is like my collar cause I might just turn it down
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| if you. |
| ..
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| Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Okay tool on deck (deck)
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| Im new born fresh (fresh)
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| I knock your friends down (down)
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| And you going next (ha)
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| Young money fly
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| N-gga all the bitches after me
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| Murder in the bed and you gonna be my next casualty
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| Automatic stick, but I give it to her manually
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| Im giving dick all year round and you can get it annually
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| Styrofoam feel
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| With a strawberry (?)
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| Leaning ima need a kick stand to stay on my feet
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| Get out ma bidness like I kicked ya out my office
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| I aint worried about the price, im more concerned with offer
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| Fresh to death like I got dressed in the coffin
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| With a party in my pocket
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| Blue and red dolphins
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| Im high as a motherf-cker
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| Let me do my thing bitch im doing me
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| And your girl doing the same sh-t
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| Im in the car getting head
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| As I lane switch, Do-Double G I do my thang bitch
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| Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Uhh, Ok I told you catch up
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| Did you make a mill yet?
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| I cant predict how many of em I can still get
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| October own that’s such a f-ckin real set
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| No tatts but the ink of my money still wet.
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| Life is such a beach, its sandy all around me
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| I came here with young money man, that’s family all around me
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| Im in my living room and I got Grammys all around me
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| And famous bitches doing nose candy all around me.
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| Welcome to the life
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| The life that’s meant for me
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| My bentley has a tint so you got to squint to see
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| I holla’d at your girl that’s when she went with me
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| But please don’t blame yourself cause it just wasn’t meant to be
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| They say im one of the illest
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| That’s just off from first impression
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| And my cards always accepting
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| I don’t deal well with rejection
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| I look in the dictionary
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| And don’t see the word recession
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| I don’t smoke in public
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| But tonight ill make an exception so just. |
| ..
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| Pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man
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| Pa-pa-pass me the dutch with cha left hand
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| I got the whole club nodding like the ‘yes man'
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| Im in my polo Tee, Gu-Gucci sweat pants
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| She on a Jubilee call me the X-man |