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(feat. Currency, Mack Maine) |
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(Chorus: x2) |
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Now ever since I can remember |
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I been poppin them bottles, |
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pop, poppin them bottles |
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Pop, poppin them bottles |
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now ever since I can remember |
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I've been smokin that dro with my motherfuckin pistol in my hand |
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(Lil Wayne:) |
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When it come to da bread I got the keys to the bakery |
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Them niggas out there trippin sellin keys to them agencies |
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My bitch keep sayin that the judge got a date for me |
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I tell the silly bitch and your honor that can wait for me |
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I'm gone in the coupe with the roof steady chasin me |
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Shine so hard like the fuckin sun facein me, basically |
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Take it how you take it, I be makin you be hatin me |
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Lovin me, but hatein me, hoe you got to pay for me |
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Ridein with them big boys, sittin on them grown folks |
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Every time I park it's a motherfuckin car show |
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I guess I'm the number 1 lakers fan |
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Yellow bottle, yellow bottle, purple bag, purple bag |
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(Chorus: x2) |
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Now ever since I can remember |
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I been poppin them bottles, |
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pop, poppin them bottles |
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Pop, poppin them bottles |
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now ever since I can remember |
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I've been smokin that dro with my motherfuckin pistol in my hand |
