| I can’t leave drank alone it got me feening
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| (Feeling feeling good feeling like a boss as I’m Flippin Through Tha hood…
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| all)
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| It got me feening
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| (Feening feeling good
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| Feeling like a boss cause I’m creeping trough the hood)
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| You got a nigga feeling
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| (Ain't even goin to lie this drank gots me feeling
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| Like I’m walking on the sky)
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| Ya’ll would think that with 3 felony cases
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| I would leave drank alone
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| I’m still out on bond
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| And I’m a keep dranking till all the drank is gone
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| Damn right I’m high as the sky be
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| Over g4 and g5 that’s where I be
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| And then it’s back to reality
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| Cause I could hear the sirens
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| Woot woot dam hpd right behind me
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| I got a little weed and a pint and a half
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| But thanks to don I got a stash spot
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| And since my doctor wrote me this prescription
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| Ain’t no body got to bond my ass out
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| Still rolling in that three double o
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| With my name in my grill on top of fours
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| And I’m in love with mary jane and codine
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| I don’t love these hoes
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| I can remember my first couple I was so in love
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| So when I wake up in the morning
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| Before I brush my teeth I’m pouring up
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| Lil momma you a dime piece
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| But I’ll fuck you up if you touch my cup
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| Cause it ain’t cheap like it used to be
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| And this one cost 350 bucks
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| Me and dj screw poured up a pint
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| On my twenty second birthday
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| And that day was a monday
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| But a nigga didn’t wake up until thursday
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| I handle my business
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| So I think I deserve to get throwed
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| So I’m a bar baby now just like my nigga big moe
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| It got a nigga feening
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| (Feening feeling good
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| Feeling like a boss as I’m Flippin trough the hood)
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| It got a nigga feening
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| (Ain't even goin to lie this drank gots me feeling
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| Like I’m walking on the sky)
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| Sippin on the speed tapes
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| Heading to the weed place
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| This boys think they ball baby
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| They should see what we weight
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| Some pints of that drank
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| Zips of the dro
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| Cups all muddy
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| Told your bitch to hit it slow
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| Tops down on 59
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| You know I’m tippin slow
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| I could hear HAWK sayin
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| Mayne your trippin o
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| Slow your ass down mayne
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| But me I’m like fuck it
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| I got money in my pocket and
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| Tonight it’s going down
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| Cause you know I like sipping
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| On that purple stuff
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| Purple kush in my bong
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| Takin purple puffs
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| And the babies in the city
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| Won’t flirt with us
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| Five kilos I’m a take
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| To put in work for us
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| With some down side busters
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| We gon stay pouring up
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| Ask about O mayne
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| I stay showing up
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| If I sell 2 million
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| I got to foward it up
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| If you wanna roll with money
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| Then you better roll with us
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| Cause we be sippin on big drank daily
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| Yelling to the haters fuck you daily
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| Lil o and ro we don’t play G
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| For real
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| It got me feening
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| (Feening feeling good
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| Feeling like a boss as I’m Flippin trough the hood)
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| I can’t leave drank alone
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| It got a nigga feening
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| (Ain't even goin to lie this drank gots me feeling
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| Like I’m walking on the sky) |