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[Intro] |
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Smoking on the joint |
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Wanna tell my dog Joey Fatts thanks |
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Uh, the wind************eld wiper blaze |
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Need to be changed, in my 600, soon |
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But we still driving through this monsoon |
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As Vish on the wheel, I'm in the passenger |
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Twisting that Kill Bill |
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************t louder than a Dr. Dre Beats, pill |
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Phone to my ear, hold it there with my shoulder |
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Homie I could move a boat from a Boost mobile |
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Roddy showed me how to do it when he came through the crib |
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I got that beat from Fatts |
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He played it for 5 seconds, I stopped him and told him |
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Damn homie, I gotsa have this ************ |
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When you listen, hope you envision a classic whip |
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With a classic tight, lowkey, nasty ************ |
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Rollin' like the Few Chosen |
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Diamonds and golden ornaments hanging from my neck |
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They compliment my clothing |
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Don't trip off how I dress, watch your mother******' step |
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This the mother******' Jets, suckas look up to the (set) |
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Big ass tables in my crib |
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We be eating and having meetings in here |
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On increasing this year's production of Audio **** |
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Pumping it out, before they know they want mo' |
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Ain't nobody stepping on it, this ************t as new as the morning bro |
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They sleeping on a ******, I was on the bus touring |
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Two homes and four Rolexes later they waking up to him |
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Now viewing this in pursuit of my coupe |
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But this just music |
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Street distribution tactics |
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They getting high off it and high to it |
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I'm backing out the garage in the RR |
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Just how I said I would, and I did |
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Thought about it since I was a kid |
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Now I live it out, smoking big killer |
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Listening to Biggie Smalls in my big ass house |
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Nigguhhh |
