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Poolside, too high, with three bitches For four nights, I'm finna dip Be out at five in that six hundred Benz Or that seven fifty I Ate nine slices of that humble pie But you know I still talk my shit right What you tryna hear when you high? What you wish they played on the radio At least one time? It's cool though! We getting major paper on the underground You thought it was them other fools, though It was us the whole time! Them haters tryna deplete my shine like Venetian blinds But sun do what the sun do rise Hit the game like a Pinata tryna get a prize Out her, riding, got me my bottom bitch She give me the best top A sex pistol getting shotgun in the drop Best to wear your mittens, baby girl cause it's getting My top down, bitch in a bikini. My weed loud, I know you here it screamin' I'm here now, what's going on this evenin' You could look the other way but I know you see me I know you see it, I know you see it, I know you see it Nigga, I know you see it I know you see it, I know you see it You could look the other way, but I know you see it Cross-eyed, a few drinks Cussing at the referee, his officiating stinks! Spitta Andretti, I'm money on wheels Like a Brink truck, way tough Nigga never budge, that's my space! What Marvel at my stance at your girl What she think, she can't even respond Cause her mind is now mine, fool I ain't lying, let's just cross the couch Sleeping with my shoes on just in case I have To wake up and be out Once again it's on Mama bring my bong to the game room With nothing but some panties on And them Bape socks that I gave you Never was on probation but your man's on his papers Spendin' 'em, stackin' 'em, feelin' 'em Wrappin' 'em, lightin' 'em, never passin' 'em I rolled it up myself and I don't remember your help That's how we do it now, fall through the jetset Man, bring your ounce, this is new jack city Baby girl rock them titties My top down, bitch in a bikini. My weed loud, I know you hear it screamin' I'm here now, what's going on this evenin' You could look the other way but I know you see me I know you see it, I know you see it, I know you see it Nigga, I know you see it I know you see it, I know you see it You could look the other way, but I know you see it
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