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Yeah, yeah yeah |
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Uh huh |
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I'm gonna do it again |
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And again and again and again |
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And again and again and again |
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Won't stop, it can't stop |
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Won't stop, can't stop |
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[Mase] |
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Double Up, Bad Boy |
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Double Up, H-world, it's not a game |
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You know, no matter where you go |
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There's no duo that you know |
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Get loot though, and still love the chulo's |
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We talk more spinnin' girls our coolo |
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Than any other members and you're part of my new dough |
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[Puff] |
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Get where mad cats live and pray |
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I don't like where I'm at? Call a Lear, get away |
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[Mase] |
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Y'all lay away, I pay and get today (Uh huh) |
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Things you save for, I probably give away (Yeah) |
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[Puff] |
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And with Puff? Who woulda think |
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Plain Jesus piece, diamond Cuban Link |
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Salvation Army when I'm through with the mink |
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I buy the whole bar, my crew don't even drink |
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(Don't even drink) |
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[Mase] |
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We do sets behind the 'neck |
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That's my Denale right behind the Lex |
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Like girls that find their sex get all kinda respect |
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When I'm 40, I'mma get all kinda checks |
[1 - Puff] |
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You want us do it again? (Yeah) |
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Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) |
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You want us do it again? |
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All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) |
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You want us do it again? (Yeah) |
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Cuz we can do it again (Uh huh) |
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You want us do it again? |
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All you gotta say is do it again (Do it again) |
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[Puff] |
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Spend big, you spend a little |
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So I take what's big and you take what's little |
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I bring a full stage straight up the middle |
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Girl too tight? Break the middle |
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Now, why be the illest if your money ain't the realist? |
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Mad cats hate on me, mad girls feel it |
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Cut a chick off, let Mase mess wit' her |
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Pre-nup these girls so I'm never stuck wit' her |
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Wanna coup our group nine eight car |
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Doin' 20 in a Bentley even wit' out a radar |
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You minor, I'm major, I don't play par |
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I'm a shining pay star with diamonds from Quasar |
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Peep all your script, I don't wanna pay y'all |
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Let me tear wit' my kids, it's what your days are |
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How the f you duck infrared laser |
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So my sympathy goes out to the lady that made y'all, yeah |
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[Repeat 1] |
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[Mase] |
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Yo, marchin' around the world and met no man |
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That had ice like Frosty the Snowman |
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And though my name Mase, what does it mean? |
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Dolla sign, no matter what I do, make C.R.E.A.M. |
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Out of famine steak greens, Miller A-teams |
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And grew up pretty cuz my pop got great genes |
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I hold it down now that B.I.G. gone |
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I hit butt naked and then keep my kicks on |
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I don't get my Cris on, I throw a brick on some young bad chick |
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That lolly probably flipped on |
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You better get goin', you wanna live long |
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Can't nobody protect me like my tres cinco siete |
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If you front, you'll just read about it next day |
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I'm that cat you know you got killer respect |
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Stay out my way if you're feelin' my threat |
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You'll know it's real when you face feel a Gillette |
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And I come through the club with your deal on my neck, come on |
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All Out |
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All Out, Bad Boy |
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What |
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All Out, All Out |
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Let's go |
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[Repeat 1 until fade] |