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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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Now if you ever catch me leanin' to the side |
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Red eyes in my ride wit' the music up high |
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Bad bitch up on my side, |
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I might be gettin' on her ass |
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So I'm grippin' on her thighs, play me |
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I don't even gon' try |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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Now you might catch me 'wit my cutie |
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Ridin' bumping that |
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BoosieOne hand on the wheel the other hand on the cootchie |
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Big stacks, big gats, |
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Nextel, Motorolas, doga after douga |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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In the club by the bar, my niggaz we twitchin' gars |
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Spending pitches wit my boys, jumping, stomping, makin' noise |
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On the block serving junkies making money thumpin' toys |
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I ain't in the mood for it |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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We in the club throwin' 4s, pourin' 4s |
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Blowin' Joes, fresh clothes, gotta nigga head drove |
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V.I.P. doors is where we go when we gon' party |
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That ex got us retarded, ecstacy |
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I'm full of dat shit[Incomprehensible] off countin' cheese wit |
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Boosie in |
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TennesseeRed bitches on they knees suckin' and catchin' semen |
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Wit' some dark lochs on, the sun ain't even beaming |
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You ain't even tryin' to see |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm in the room wit' something nasty, big, fine and sassy |
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On top that girl be actin', she even called me daddy |
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I hit in the |
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Caddy on the way to the classic |
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I fell asleep all in traffic |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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In the room wit' something sexy, caramel complexion |
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Both of us butt naked, don't give it to me |
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I'll take it |
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No time for no cakin', |
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I'm stabbin' it like |
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I'm JasonI serve it like |
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I'm crazyI'm full of dat shit |
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You can catch me by the school zone |
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Wit' my Mc |
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Kinley Blue on wit' a too long |
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That'll have you, you, you and you gone |
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You niggaz hatin' on these boys 'cause we trill and we drink all night |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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Sharp as a bow and arrow, to deep enough to marrow |
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Clutchin' on the double barrel, hollin' bitch it don't matter |
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Wit the class clown actin' no sense and go get the paddle |
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That'll have you actin' badder |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm in the room wit' |
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Halle Berry, |
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I swear this girl |
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Halle Berry' |
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Cuz she shave 'round her cherry and she smile when she get ready |
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And keep wit' that confetti |
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We ridin' heavy |
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Chevy's gettin' high every second |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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On the way to the mall wit' a bad lil broad |
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Slob all over my balls, she lickin through my draws |
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Wit' my main man wit' me, |
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I hittin' 'em on the phone |
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That's my motherfuckin' dog |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I hit the stage buckin' hard got the whole club rockin' |
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Hennessey to |
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Hypnotic got me thinkin' bout the projects |
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Stop it that's my role, nigga |
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You know every time you see me |
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I'm pourin' 4s |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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Drivin' on the sidewalk in the dark like |
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I don't care |
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Flyin' through the stop signs like them bitches wasn't [Incomprehensible] |
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Buck up to the ceiling spilling |
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Hennessey and beer |
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We done shot ya in the ear |
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I'm full of dat shit |
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I'm in New |
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Orleans wit' |
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Lil' Wayne, platinum chains, platinum women |
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If you tell them girls, sick me then you know they gon' come and get me |
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They gon' rub me, they gon' lick me, they gon' keep a nigga smilin' |
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I can't stop wildin' |
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I'm full of dat shit |
