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Drama I'm on fire man rock |
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(Lets go) |
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Weezy mother******* |
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What it do holla at me |
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All the niiggas tryin to hate me |
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And the ******* tryin to have me |
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I'm a money man |
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Yep I get it from my daddy ho |
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In war we can beef like the nolia and the calio |
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Hollygrove my batte yo |
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Let that automatic go |
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Test me while I'm chillin |
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And I kill you from my patio |
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************ my shadow look good |
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I'm just feelin Weezy |
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Hop in my ************t and say goodbye |
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Cause the ceilings leavin |
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Believe me |
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They ain't tryin to see me |
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Tell 'em I be the ******* with the burner in the beanie |
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I'm the fireman |
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She just call me when she steamin |
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I wet her up and put her out and leave the ************ dreamin |
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*******z say they hot |
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But its really not seemin |
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If these guys bad then I gotta be a deamon |
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Wayne's getting money like Damon and Kenan |
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Try and take it from me and I'm aimin and squeezin |
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Bangin and leavin |
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Stains on the cement |
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Slide the crackers something |
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So they tame the policemen |
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Left in a porche |
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Came in a car-nation |
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I'm fresh |
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Man the gucci sweats came with the creases |
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I'm hot but I'm cold |
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I just change with the seasons |
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Tryin to put some cheese on my pieces |
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If you lookin for your ******* |
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I be where the water gets deeper |
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Huggin on that money |
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Tryin to put it in a sleeper |
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Yea I'm here |
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Who the ******* wanna say somethin |
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Leave your whole head empty |
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Like a straight pumpkin |
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Make no assumption |
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I'm hustlin |
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Your girlfriend guzzlin |
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And you thought she wasn't |
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Name still buzzin even when I'm doin nothin |
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But I'm never dioig nothin |
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Cause I'm always getting money |
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That's simple jackass |
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If you don't get it your a dummy |
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And them *******z that push me |
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Ain't nut but pure ************ |
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Sure honey I done heard what you said |
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But if a ******* really cared |
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You'd already be dead |
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Just some young ass *******z |
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With some old ass bread |
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Yes I keep them dollas running |
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Like them ******* got legs |
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Now my ******* Taz Po |
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Been ridin with me since Keds |
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And my right wrist |
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Is looking like a cracked open egg |
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Thays white and yellow diamonds |
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Adjust your lighting |
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I got 'em so mad but |
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Oh I think they like me |