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Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K Off on perv, parked on curb, up a vay Licked it times, laced it with the Alize About twomp a day, baby hit me Sneak, and forty, from short-ay, we been All prepared, my nights is no day, the broad say I last! you six months But I say, she pullin' a gang of stunts
Bust, niggaz, consequences when you're doin' the do around and get caught up in a catch twenty-two In the area, and dust Where the yah! B.A. But ain't yo sista Suga-T Ain't you the one that say sprinkle me, me I loves me some I you up in 2Pac's video poppin' your collar
I play this playa shit like Bunny Ain't no cartoon figure nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin' If ever in some funk, call your potnah on the cell And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number Benzy on Washington, on the phone You could tell that the Easy Bay was his My people off like a high school build And all my in stacks, and all my pockets on swell
Mobbin' a playa, but I'm still a G doe goin' off like C-3PO Time for the Hurricane, E said I put a nigga on his back, fuck what you
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I be so When I'm talkin' on my You can my baitch, but I maintain I chop it up as a loss and it to the game She said you must be playin' some kind of tag 'Cause time I hit you, you don't hit me back Why is dat? 'Cause you're hella hard to get in with Thought you thought, was big girl was crackin' on some crabs
Six o'clock, the said that's my crib be at the West plus Due to go, left me at be Leavin' my ass up in the living all alone And I be rubbin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Kong Now you're talkin', let's get the show on the I know tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load So we can stab out, strike and Arroyo Park At the top of hill, so I can check oil
I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, tell me why Baby momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't give the hoe the So why does she call, she says she do me, and all of y'all But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I want the honey I the money some of you niggaz is funny style and meanwhile I'm my piece to these tricks 'cause it's the paper chase with game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, call up a player If major, especially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on my pager
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