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(feat. The Playah Click) |
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[Hollow] |
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As we wanna be |
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High side, stay flawless |
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As we wanna be |
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Playa click, stay flawless |
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As we wanna be |
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Hollow, stay flawless |
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But now, what yall playas on highside like to |
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Do man on the real... |
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I like to |
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Floss a lot hit the cock a lot and play with triggers |
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Parlay with my playa click thug niggaz |
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Sip the liquor and roll the hip up in a vega leaf |
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And smile at bitches with daimonds in my gold teeth |
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Crease the Guess I put the dank smoke in my chest |
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Polo shirt and a Eddie Bauer fishing vest |
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Never stress it's all nilly |
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If funds is running low I send some pounds out to Philly |
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To get my scrilly |
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Ya'll know the really |
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It truly cost to floss |
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So I'm wanted by the haters so I pack a nina ross |
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And ball and chose to roll |
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I rise on them hundreds |
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Supposed to keep a 45 in my Abercrombie french coat |
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Spit the flows to the peeps and make my pockets swell |
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My records sell and my '69 fishtails |
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Through the streets of killa cali sac valley |
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Where we ballin |
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Make a million |
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Cause we flawless |
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[Hook] |
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We just as flawless as we wanna be |
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Beside the flamy drops |
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Floss the flashy rocks on candy with the knocks |
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So badly you wanna stop |
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Were fastly way to the top |
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Mad at us when we squab |
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Brand new through the blocks |
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[Mic-C] |
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It's playa Dame and Hollow |
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Sidin with that nigga Mic |
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Parlays and stripes |
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Got me racing through the lights |
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High side for life |
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With hundred spokes under the bomb leaf |
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Hoes on me cause I reside under the palm trees |
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What I mean is doggy style on the carpet |
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With a star bitch |
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Freak me from morning till the dark shit |
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Get rich is probly always been a nigga dream |
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Find a team bout their green and now I'm on the scene |
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Staying clean like gold and diamonds on my left wrist |
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Lexus 400 running through they sections |
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Stressin cause highland niggas making true scratch |
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Whos that Mic in the maxima with j-mac |
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Fagbag because he'll never like to do much |
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Hatin studs and actin tough'll make you get touched |
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Cause niggas can't see me with bifocals |
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Cause my vocals |
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Be hittin from nationwide to locals |
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[Hook] |
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[Hollow] |
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Light skin super baz climbin the knife ends |
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Slidin on them sexy finnesse and diamonds |
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Get our grants fool when niggas can't stand to |
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See us in brand new maximas and land cru's |
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Up the block high side local with the icy rocks |
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Why we hot we slide the drops cold body tops |
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Flamy knocks bitches wavin till the candy stop |
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Pop the Remy top and cruise with my danny cocked |
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Got it locked me and Dame and niggas we call the shots |
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Hoes'll stop when ballas floss through the spots |
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We keep it hot playa |
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From coolin down the himalayas |
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Mic-C pack the sprayas |
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Can you niggas count the paper |
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I split the vega |
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Be on a mission for a million |
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Without dealin or killin innocent civilians |
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In the game chillin |
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With the title Mr. Flawless |
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No errors at all bitch |
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Keep high sidin ballas |
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[Hook] |
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As we wanna be |
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High side |
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Remain flawless |
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You know |
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Through all the hatin |
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Still flawless |
