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Shout out to California, that's what I'm on
Pittsburgh in bitch, Memphis

Throwed slow, Taylor's and some hoes
VIP dope, blowing on some O's
Straight gin, no chaser, and I popped a
Puttin' Happy Birthday up a white chick
They like you brought a zone when you finna go
My paper's so and bitch I'm finna blow
Big wads in my at all times
Bombay Gin dance and is all mine
Please don't lose your 'cause I'm Juicy J
Throw, and I get a nine, tint all in my
Hoes hard
Blowing smoke on a broad call my boys like all
Turn up on a drank, smokin' on stank
I'm with your now I'm diggin' in the paint
Ice game chilly no nigga fuckin' with me
Get high it kill me, smoke, sip, pop pilly

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Uh, going all out all my bank in
Get a raw paper put a lil' in
Don't got time for no fuckin' fake friends
Taylor's smoke good weed and drink gin
Now its hard to name a country I ain't been
Party all night, 'till the day end
Do a show get some racks, it all, get it back
I don't really give a fuck
bringing Don P soon as I hit the club nigga
If you ain't bout them peace signs I don't fuck
Nigga, If I talk it, I it
What you a year I go to Chanel and spend it
Hand me that bombay, I'll show you what to do some gin
Every time I a mil I bring two of them in
I changed the game once I'm 'bout to do it again
in a Rolls just came through in a Benz

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Couple pulls got me feelin' a cartoon
I'm high, pass that Warren Moon
She turned up, saying that she rolling up that Hulk
That bitch only come around when the spark
Home smokin' on shit you ain't never had
Say it you from the bay, baby girl you hella bad
I'm up, hard top off the old school
Gas station digits off the low fuel
Big bank take lil' bank, cash
She wanna beef you don't get a pass
G shit huh though
Cali weed I don't do the medical
Ballin' like a nigga playing four
My old head, Blazer, call him Terry
T-G-O-D by a
Blue chucks, skully on the left side

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