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Correct Mafia OG Lyrics
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After five, the day ends and the night begins After five, when one starts to [?] After five, the cities come alive, after five Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby I'm a dog like Snoop, don't stop smoke it all like Snoop That's all I do, if one don't cut it, I'll roll me two I might pour me a deuce, double cup, double cross, Jesus Big Xans, big purp, nothin' new, I'm high, no lie, that's true That ain't no dope, baby hit this, this that tree, no Chrismas This that kill, no witness, where did I get it from? Nigga, mind your business Smoke all night, no limit, gas so strong, can't finish You think you smokin' that Cali weed but this here somethin' different Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smokin' out pourin' up drink all in my cup One more pill two more drinks and oh you wanna fuck If I wasn't rappin' i'd still be rich as fuck I'd still be smokin' out my brains, I'd still be lit as fuck No Wraith but you lookin' at a star tho LA, I ball like Lonzo, make a call tell 'em drop it off pronto Roll a zip in [?], QP every week what I run through Smokin' dope like the kind like your uncle Shit will put you on your ass like a 1-2 Blue cheese, what I spend when I thumb through I be on the moon on the regular Smoke hit like a shroom, no regular I'm so high, no service on my cellular I ain't got to pick 'em up they mailin' 'em Man I got so much you'd think I'm sellin' it I just tell 'em I'm just inhalin' it Smoke with me, get higher than you've ever been Stoned angel like it's heaven sent Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby Smoke like I'm in Haiti, in the back of my Mercedes Get higher baby, get higher baby Get higher baby, this that fire baby After five "Ask somebody, ask 'em, ask somebotay This how it is. I'm the type of muthafucka that gotta have my own I got to hustle for my own, and any man out there got to feel me It ain't about milkin' off the next man, that's a muthafuckin' hoe I'm a muthafuckin' pimp, I'm finna come up on my own I'ma get my own sack, I don't wanna be nobody's worker all my life I want my own muthafuckin' kilo You understand me? So that's what I did Chaka a hustler, and I'm a hustler So everybody understand it Ain't no one man gon' stand in one spot forever That's a sucka! I'm a hustler, I'ma come up"
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