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Intro [Consequence]: |
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Yo this is Consequence. From the mighty Con Man Clique, and I'm runnin' with my man Kanye West. And when I ain't got a pretty hoe transporting a boy and a girl to the states. I'm either on the 1-9-2 or out in the Chi. So we gonna up yo on how we chill. Uh. |
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Verse One [Kanye West]: |
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It cost Kobe seven digits to pay off Bridgett |
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And get acquitted and break that bitch off, cause he ain't did it |
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Here go the Henny swig it |
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You know it's frigid |
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I got 'em chillin' in the cooler |
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Break out the ruler |
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Damn |
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Them the biggest tits I ever seen |
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We smokin' killer Cali gettin' weeded |
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Make it feel like Maui |
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Now we feel the good vibrations |
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So many B.I.s, so much inspiration |
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[Consequence]: |
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I get inspired by the stunts to |
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I've run through |
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So many bitches in one crew |
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That now they riff over bones to pick |
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Till I find one |
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It's live one |
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Take her home and quickly do this |
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I need not explain this |
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Cause Quence is famous for totin' stainless |
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[Kanye West] |
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Hey miss |
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Who's there? |
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No time to do hair |
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I'm through here |
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The show tonight |
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So get right |
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You look aight |
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Let's club now |
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A rub down |
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Starts flavor while we grind in the theater |
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I'm tryin' to cut in the movies |
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I'm tryin' to give her something else to drink besides a smoothie |
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[Consequence]: |
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Kids get broke when I take bank and win |
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With the gold chains, I throw game at your bitch like handball |
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Cause your boys all that |
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So fall back |
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I be that real for '03 till |
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Chorus: [x4] |
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[Kanye West]: |
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This is how we chill from '03 until |
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[Consequence]: |
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This is how we chill for '03 till |
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Verse Two [Consequence]: |
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My mack game does me well |
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And makes them hoes want to go and kiss and tell |
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All of Quence's business |
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I cause dizziness |
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Any time I got to go and slap a silly trick |
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[Kanye West]: |
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Niggas is jealous cause we in drops |
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The cops wanna stop us about every four blocks |
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Cause what we smokin' them sacks got no seeds |
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And what they got in they pockets is no cheese |
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[Consequence]: |
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When I'm postin' you better tell them hot heads, "Stay cool" |
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Or exit because I'm the exception to the rule |
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I'm reppin' to the dudes blocks with two glocks |
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To bury ya |
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When they tear they ain't jammin' |
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Them cannons will make you drop |
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So I'm doin' tons of indo, showin' off for hoes |
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Basically |
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My ace has been |
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Makin' them sick tracks while I was shootin' pornos with your wisdom |
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[Kanye West]: |
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Now bring some more stacks |
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Before you ask |
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About the price of the tracks |
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The game on smash |
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Look |
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Don't change the facts about these plaques |
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Because in fact |
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My freestyle hours over powers |
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Brothers can't hack it |
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Sensitive to truth and mack bitch |
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'03 me, Quence and Plain Pat bitch |
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Chorus |
