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I'm doper than a |
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Bobby Brown piss test |
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Bitches blow me till they ain't got no spit left |
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Do it movin' cause slow niggaz get left |
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Get left and miss the game like a sick ref |
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A quick left and a overhand right |
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A fat .44, some doja and a mic |
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Are my weapons, of mass destruction |
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And detectives know not to ask me nothin' |
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I'm solid, |
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I might speak the garlic |
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Drink dirty martinis with the |
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Spanish olive |
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Garlic and cheese on my french bread |
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Swallow it please when |
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I get head |
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I'm pimp fed, girls feed me well |
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Never would they let the world see me fail |
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They bring me mail, like |
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I'm a mailbox |
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A pimp with no gators, |
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Air Force and |
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Shell Tops [Beat Bridge] [Verse 2:] |
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Back in the day |
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I used to need the knots |
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Posted at the spot |
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I used to bleed the block |
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Servin' weed and rocks often even hop |
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Never leavin' the spot, wouldn't even leave for cot |
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If I needed some cot |
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I made hutch come through |
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Go deep when she bend over, hut 1-2 |
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What you wan do with rude boy like me |
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Quick to come through with crew so hyphy |
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If she don't like me she must be a lesbo |
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I get it nightly, man that's my schedule |
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Dre Bledsoe, |
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I'm the quarterback |
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Whatever cost the most, |
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I'm a order that |
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Across the border strapped my |
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Ese's Come through with fluff from |
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Peru I come from a crew |
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Of cutthoats, bank robbers, and dope dealers |
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It's business with us nigga get out yo feelin's |
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Get out yo scrillin's, live like a king |
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Take the top off the |
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Heem, pop you a thing |
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I don't buss them in half, it leave a nasty taste |
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I swallow them hole, and get the |
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Thizz face |
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It's laced, with nathin' but game |
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I steal them from niggaz, that be cuffin' they dame |
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I'm fuckin' his main, while he gettin' his grind on |
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Get bossed, get costed, get paid than |
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I'm gone My tone, is loud sometimes |
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I scream at a bitch, like she a crowd sometimes |
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Tell her a thousand times, hoe goe make it happen |
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It consequences, if she don't make it happen |
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I'm trying to find them bitches, that's dough paper havin' |
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Only into one thing that's more paper havin' |
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You no paper havin', niggaz is bootsy |
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All at the function in that |
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Chinamen Gucci |
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Tryin' to coochie, you wine and dine chicks |
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Goin' for it, fallin' for mind tricks |
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I tryin' to find chicks, that know the requirements |
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And works towards a pimp's early retirement [Beat Bridge] |
