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We come and bump bump bump b bump bump girl |
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Fuck bush we run this world |
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Lift up you like that boy? |
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But N-O we gotcha boy |
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Aint no hurricane ever gonna stop us mayne |
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Barbequing on the roof rolling up a swisher dank |
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So let's start this party here |
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My drink's Bacardi yeah |
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Out in Hollywood I grew up in the Oakland hood |
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Eating with the rats praying god would make it all good |
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That didn't work so I had to do it on my own |
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Couldn't move bricks like my friends that were dead and gone |
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That's a sucker role you were way too young to go |
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But growing up in the O explains how you hustle |
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Da da da da da damn |
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Swing night no punks ba bam! |
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That's the way we do |
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Never stop we gotta move |
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Underground baby |
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We the reason why they pulling you |
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Ye ye ye ye ye ye(repeat 3x) |
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It's the blunt J.R the bong |
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Right girl |
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Drop that, Now track that world |
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Wide exclusive you talk while we do shit |
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You snob like Martha |
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You acting like a prison bitch |
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M.C jealous |
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Acting overzealous |
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We aint afraid to be ourself |
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Regardless what they tell us |
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I was born to a loser situation |
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Mama hooked up on to drugs |
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Daddys pimping conversation got his ass caught up |
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Man its time to roll up |
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Never knowing who you are nothing ever seems enough |
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I know, here we go, cold as Eskimo |
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It was told the story of a princess |
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So spoiled, so difficult |
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She would blow off love in her face |
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Never give the chance think above never stayed |
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A generalization is true |
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You don't know me but judge me fuck you |
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All these people that be fakin, we want the same thing but they stick me in their ass like a popsicle ring |
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Ye ye ye ye ye ye (repeat 7x) |
