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Look, I'm the property of I ain't drive here I got me champagne flutes, Rose and some shots I better when I'm not sober I good ain't no glaucoma I'm a stockholder, Private flights back home no stop Still spittin' that shit that they shot 'Pac The shit my mother look over Yeah, but with a canvas I'm a group of A migraine, take two I'm the one twice over I'm the new And if I die I'm a do it reppin', I never do it I swear niggas be eyein' me all And lyin' to girls and drivin' the same cars Sittin' there wishin' their problems ours 'Cause we have nothin' in Since I done star I done became big swervin' right in to my peer's dudes that used to holla my engineer's name One touch I could make the drapes and the change An show me the city that I'll fear claim What I set seems to extinguish kid out baby word to Chuck Inglish Count my own see the paper cut fingers My song is ya wakin' up ringer Heh, or alarm, or She be here at six in the if I let her But I get attracted to fans 'Cause a beaver could be the collapse of a dam I knew that I could figga How to get these label heads to 'em good figures And me doin' the shows gettin' everyone 'cause hipsters gon' have to get alone with them hood niggas It's all good I'm goin off like lights when the show's Make pasta a movie call hoes over Rest in to Heath Ledger but I'm no "joker" I'll slow roast ya, got no Wet glass on ya table no coaster Burn bread boy no toaster G and Tez got a but I'm no smoker They just handin' chips to me no poker I'm with it, Young Money, Cash Money My cup over, The same niggas I with, I fall with On some Southern shit Rookie of the year, '06 Chris shit D.R., C.J, an Po I see These cases don't workout I hope we can on Makin' enough to pay any Judy off First I'm a do is free Weezy, go
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