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(featuring Macy Gray, Method Man & Raekwon) [Chorus: Macy Gray] |
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Intoxicated and |
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I'm faded, by your honey |
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Why, we finally made it, got to lovin' |
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Money, seeds and shine |
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They wanna hate it, try to break it |
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But it's yours and mine |
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Nothing can change it, finally made it, so divine [Raekwon] |
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Yo, I sat around the illest villains |
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Campaignin' while we all |
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G off Automatic mayors, now we ain't playin' |
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Wolves start scheemin', violate me in the rain |
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Get more respect, rob |
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Marvin Gaye on 'em |
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Gold, black, beige on 'em, heavy gauge |
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Gettin' blazed, all that money, but he ain't even shaved |
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This a new flavor, bigger vets, bigger begets |
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Bigger papes, god damn it, nigga got saved |
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Three or more, two thousand four |
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Blazers Lookin' good, it's all hood, just analyze amazed |
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Peace, let's mozy and swaze', y'all |
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Then count real bank and thank 'em, hit me on the page, what [Chorus] [Method Man] |
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Yo, I was born on the same day as |
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Dr. Seuss |
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Plenty of friends, henny and gin, who got the juice? |
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Let's get drunk, in this motherfucker, let's get pumped |
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I need that funk, like |
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I ain't took a bath in a month |
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You can find me where the thugs be at, club be at |
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A fact, I love women, cuz they love me back |
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The name's |
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Johnny, they used to call me sucker for love |
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But now I'm grimey, cops searchin' motherfuckers for drugs |
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Give me that buzz, that comes in nickle, dimes or dubs |
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At four twenty, when niggaz knew what time it was |
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A shot of |
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Remy, in my system, |
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I'm buzzed |
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Then baby, |
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I ain't just a little war from unplugged |
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Haha, you know |
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I, crack myself up, sometimes with no excuses |
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Like every nigga that done time, |
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I didn't do it |
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Meth the Magnificent, not |
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Jeff I see the game done gone imputent, soft and suspect [Chorus] [Ol' Dirty Bastard] |
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Yo, silence on |
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Smith with six shots, lick shots |
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Leave ya head like a |
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Shaolin monk with six dots |
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Hit a gush, twistin' a sweet switcher |
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In search for |
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Bobby the |
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Digital, bitch, not |
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Bobby Fisher |
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Head full, with a |
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Grey Goose and |
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Redbull I came for, a beer, weed, plus a bed full |
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Of dimepiece, model type bitches, who mind they business |
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Blow my dick, like birthday cake wishes |
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My warrior's scornful, hard to respond to |
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Dirt McGirt, be sailin' boat and in |
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Honolulu Brooklyn |
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Zu, wild like |
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Chaka Zulu |
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Brooklyn Zu, shots will go right through you |
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Touch me in |
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Cali, or the streets of |
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Mauwi In the two thousand six pitch black |
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Audi Drivin' by bitches, |
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I'm like howdy |
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Doody, to you some beauty bitches crowd me [Chorus 2X] |
