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Everyday tight flossin', top villian, i'm livin' |
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Time to get up on tha paper and collect from tha women |
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Slightly pimpin is tha game that i chose, i keeps it real |
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Went to ballin' came wit time, i suppose, you know tha deal |
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Bring my drink so i can chill, and pass me my weed |
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Big ballin' wit my crooks while i'm bouncin on d's |
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I got tha trees, if need, you playaz smokin or what? |
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O.k. pull up at tha station, i got tha cake in tha trunk |
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[juiell] |
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We got tha blunts and tha indo 2 |
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Smokin til my lungs turn blue,come on |
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Come on, now playa whatcha wanna do? |
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Ballin wit half of my crew, come on |
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[mr. pookie] |
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Let's throw a party fool, fuck it a barbeque |
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Invite tha ballaz, tha pimps, playaz and hustlaz 2 |
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Got many hoes to chose, so chose em wisely |
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And jam tha isleys, how they respond it wont surprise me |
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Chorus: juiell (x2) |
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Big ballah, tha game shot calla |
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Everyday top flosser, you need a pound jus holla |
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[mr. lucci] |
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Breakin bitches off wit my candy low reclinin' |
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Workin wood ville flossin off tha pinky diamond |
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Choppin up tha scene when i'm in tha bladed lexus |
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Knockin niggaz jaws wit tv's and headrests |
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Playin 64's, mobbin on lorenzo's |
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Lettin these playaz feel when i crawl on vogue's |
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And keep tha baddest hoes, jockin crooked medallion |
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5'6 stallion, she black and italian |
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I'm blowin all tha cake, i'm sippin all while straight |
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I'm travelin to tha pelican state, in new 99 escalade |
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I'm makin these boppers hate, cause crooks be breakin rules |
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I'm dinin on shrimp and steaks, i'm shinin on lakes and pools |
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I'm actin a fuckin fool, bangin my signs slow |
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Screwed out hittin hard, in drop top vinyl volvo |
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My click jus ball hoe, we crooks aint gon eva change |
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Destructed by mary jane, while fuckin this rappin' game |
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Chorus [x2] |
