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3, 2, 1 |
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What what what, man turn that down... |
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Gimme five more minutes |
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Five more minutes... |
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What times is it? i'm tired man |
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11:59 already |
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Wake up in the morning one thing on my mind |
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Cheerios with vanilla on my milk |
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It's all mine, i devour, take a shower |
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Grab the papers and sack |
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See ya'll later i'm packed |
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Smoked up till i get cataract |
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Laid in the cadillac |
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Switch lanes out of the driveway |
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Like i was on the highway (yeah) |
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I ride a big boy |
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Y'all ride a similac and oh my cadillac |
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Has 50's in the back |
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Playin' rick james and tina, so relaxing |
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Passed on by the neighbor red lane |
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They called him insane |
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Here's mr. chang limps with a cane |
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Had a crush on ms. payne |
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Blessed and he's strange |
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Now he can't walk the same |
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Innocent three-legged rover |
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Kinda says four-leafed clover |
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His owner smooth jason |
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Yeah jane like playstation |
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Had the girl's hearts racin' |
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Like you're nervous and pacin' |
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Well i swerved the curb |
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Corner action like verb |
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Cops throwin' the bird you heard |
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I'm on i-20 wit' 20's (unh-huh) |
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And beats i got plenty can't wait to see jenny |
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I been all around the world, met a lot of girls |
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Jenny, yeah that's my dog |
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I been so many places, seen so many faces |
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Still ain't none like my dog |
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I been around the world and back again |
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Ain't nobody like her yet |
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Don't forget your homies, can't forget my homies |
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Well, as sun starts to dim and i'm under the speed limit |
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And there's hectic traffic too, got off at exit 22 |
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Stopped at lorraine's she's datin' mr. kane |
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And she's just as deranged and insane in the brain |
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Man she blew up his range, shouted things so profane |
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Unh-huh (sounds like left eye) |
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So we go to pit's lane, way over by the main |
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To get the rest of our girls |
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With them ghetto ass names |
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Toleda, bonnie, quesha |
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With them hairdo's |
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Look like they went through a seizure |
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You know, went to the movies |
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And you can't see the feature (ha ha) |
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And jenny's father's a preacher |
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And see her unleashed around daddy so sweet |
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Without daddy she a freak (she a ho!) |
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Ain't never seen her with the same nigga for weeks |
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Naahh wait a minute (yeah) |
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I seen her three times with saadiq |
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I been all around the world, met a lot of girls |
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Jenny, yeah that's my dog |
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I been so many places, seen so many faces |
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Still ain't none like my dog |
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I been around the world and back again |
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Ain't nobody like her yet |
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Don't forget your homies, can't forget my homies |
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Pull up to jenny's and she's waitin' outside |
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My hair ain't done get your ass in the ride |
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It's friday night, me i'm high and tight |
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Jenny sippin' on the henny, i'm drivin' tonight |
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My exhaust is about to ignite, we turn on morland ave. |
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And then i see these blue lights (blue lights make me nervous) |
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I feel fright jenny yells i ain't goin' to jail tonight girl |
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So anyway i'm drivin' slow, then enormously fast |
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Then jenny dumps her shit and i slammed on the gas |
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She says i'm fucked up (ha!) |
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Not to mention all the weed in the ride |
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And the way we drive and are stupid to ride |
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I bust a right on memorial drive (go left left) |
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She threw out the henn and i threw out the stash |
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And we was goin' so fuckin' and oh so fast |
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And we stopped, the cops had caught us at last |
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Knew i forgot somethin' i might have needed some gas |
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So the cop walked up knocked on the window |
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I dropped, i ain't drunk, i forgot jenny's uncle's a cop |
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Yo relax it's me man, you just forgot your keys |
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Your keys? dumbass nigga |
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I can't believe i threw out my stash |
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I shoulda whooped your ass |
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I know i have some crazy friday nights |
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But somethin' about jenny makes it alright |
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I been all around the world, met a lot of girls |
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Jenny, yeah that's my dog |
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I been so many places, seen so many faces |
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Still ain't none like my dog |
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I been around the world and back again |
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Ain't nobody like her yet |
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Don't forget your homies, can't forget my homies |