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R.I.P we killed the club
Drank patron out the almost killed a thug
Right now I'm so high I can't the drugs
Too many haters in here, I don't feel the
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Took patron to the head almost killed a

I'm in a new drop top 'Rari with three bitches
Tired being in the middle of with three snitches
And I hit up every club in your city, where at?
I be in every in the hood, where niggas at?
Pull up, jump out like I was Baby
On my cocaine shit, like in the 80's
Who the think he is Slick Rick or Dana Dane
Think he Rakim or somethin, look at his
Myself, head to toe, I'm Dougie Fresh
Looking like I came to play, Mitchell and
Any nigga a watch like that, he need attention
Your man ball out like that, you need to bench him

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Took patron to the head almost killed a
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Took patron to the head almost killed a

I'm gone, don't know where I'm
on extra big, they on Samoan
Got some bad bitches all in my section, let some more in
And every nigga came in me'll kick your door in
Roll up, pass it around we Jamaican
Whole strapped up in this bitch like we some Hatians
She got good head, good brains, good
I'm drunker than a motherfucker, here's the situation: 1:45 am, the broken
By the time a nigga get to the crib, the mall
Man the of this high-ass bitch, she on the molly
She said she she want me to call her Ms. Berry, she think she

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Took patron to the head almost a thug
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Took patron to the head almost a thug

Got a pocket full of Dead
Attached to your like a .jpeg
Party scene to a murder scene
Keep shittin on niggas, need potty train, up, collard green
I'm on gasoline and I'm on promethazine
Life nothin but a G thing
Switch lanes, get brain, hand down her
I'm the of nigga thats built to last
You fuck with me, Ill put my in your ass
I got a in stash, I stack my money so tall
That you might a giraffe
When you was countin cash, nigga!

R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head almost a thug
R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P., R.I.P we just killed the
Took patron to the head almost killed a