| Turning up
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| And never giving a fuck
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| (Turn up, turn up, turn up)
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| I’m one taking it
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| Lean with the Sprite (x4)
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| Blunt rolled tight (x4)
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| Lean with the Sprite, blunt rolled tight
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| Girl and she white, that’s my type
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| She take pipe, she be cool
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| Simmie the nigga, I take 'em to school
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| Teaching 'em games and showing 'em flames
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| Now they know the name, I’m whipping the grain
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| I been in the game, giving 'em hell 'til they know the name
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| Puffing the smoke, now I’m high as a plane
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| While she give me brain, I don’t know her name
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| Pour up the lean and pass it to me
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| Simmie the nigga, get glasses and see that I come in peace
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| Chopper chop niggas and put 'em to sleep
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| Mami is ready, she feeling on me
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| Alphabet nigga, she feeling the G
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| Raider Klan mob and we come and we deep
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| Taking yo girl now she chilling with me
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| The one and the only, she think it’s a dream
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| Blunt rolled tight, who got the lean
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| Too turned up, who do it like me |