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Let's settle down south |
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Where we can smoke the tree |
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And can buy down for the pushin man |
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We're only three blocks from the party |
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Let's settle down south |
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Where we can bump the ground |
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And dance the girls of every time |
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We got the hearties wants around yeah |
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Let's settle down south |
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We're the biggest town |
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When your lives are really chime |
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They like to kick down on the b-chin |
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So just getting my rag |
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And we can hit the club |
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In twenty shots of a jiga bomb |
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We got an all night freaking party |
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Don't know where my friends have gone |
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All I know is that the party won't start til I get there |
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Don't talk no shit to the dope man |
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Don't chase your whisky with your coke man |
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Don't smack your girl with your back hand |
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And it will be all right |
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And we're busting on out |
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Take the world with storm |
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And let everyone get it on |
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So put your money where your mouth is |
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So you can write away a line |
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Where you can smoke it up |
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And buy a pack from your pushing man |
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It's just an all night freaking party |
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Don't know where my friends have gone |
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All I know is that the party won't start til I get there |
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Don't talk no shit to the dope man |
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Don't chase your whisky with your coke man |
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Don't smack your girl with your back hand |
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And it will be all right |
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Break in the laws and fake mistakes |
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Juck in the drugs how wanna wakes |
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She's bloody mad with big black shades |
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If I cross the line there's a chance I'll plot an escape |
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Don't talk no shit to the dope man |
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Don't chase your whisky with your coke man |
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Don't smack your girl with your back hand |
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And it will be all right |
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(Come on boy why don't you take you control) |
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Don't talk no shit to the dope man |
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(You see no peace for me to be alone) |
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Don't chase your whisky (oh) with your coke man |
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(You make me feel good when you talk to me) |
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Don't smack your girl with your back hand |
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(I am your toy get all and break with me) |
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And it will be all right |
