Shots and beer, pilsen legendario
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Endless joints, éčko
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Coke in the pocket not pico
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I smoke a quill, she smokes my dick
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And he knows I screwed up another yesterday
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But she doesn't mind
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He understands, it's 4:20 in the morning
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It's hot, but not hot
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He says I'm a little loco
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Crazy, but that she likes it
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Prej other MC's which she had was not worth much
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I'm here, I'm packing one good night
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She blows him up and says she doesn't want to sleep all night
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He wants to play my tracks, I'm here for
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He wants those stairs to heaven even though he knows how it will turn out
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She does not smoke herself only when she has kym
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He launches one after the other anyway
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I'll crush it, crush it and fire it
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She does not smoke herself only when she has kym
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He launches one after the other anyway
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I'll crush it, crush it, pack it, fire it
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And take her over the clouds
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Prej loves my swag
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Even though he doesn't know what it is
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He wants to know what my shit means
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But I say no to her
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I want to see hers
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All in one
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He wants to poke his fingers
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But for the sake of work, he must not
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He loves my tracks but he doesn't know any
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She didn't buy a CD but she wishes it was displayed at home
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He says he loves me
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But I don't believe her
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I know what they are, that's what life has taught me
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All in one the same
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But today it doesn't matter, baby
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It starts and ends the first night
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He suspects, he plays that he doesn't know, but he knows
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She won't admit I'm not hers
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He won't change me even if he thinks so
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He suspects he will wake up in the morning, he will leave
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And he will never see me again
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She does not smoke herself only when she has kym
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He launches one after the other anyway
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I'll crush it, crush it and fire it
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She does not smoke herself only when she has kym
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He launches one after the other anyway
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I'll crush it, crush it, pack it, fire it
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And take her over the clouds |