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Correct 230 Pounds Lyrics
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[Intro] Rargh The Octagon Remember that André 3000 track? (Chill, Chill) "Hey Ya" or some shit, that was the shit back in the day We should use it for the chorus, maybe (420 Fam) Try this right here, check [Chorus 1] Hey ya "230 pounds of marijuana..." Hey ya "Along more than 150,000 dollars in cash..." Hey ya "But guess what, that's not all. Also, take a look..." Hey ya "A 55,000 dollar watch." [Verse 1] Rargh, hey ya, I'm an outcast and I spray bar I was 6 feet deep with the roses and flows, I was gettin' head stoned like graveyards I'm offside with the ball in a box and all my brahs [?] like Neymar Not Yoda, but the girl bent back like yoga, the drug's like poker Fuck your Friday [?] pills [?] rainbow, psycho drama, but I'm not Dave, though [?] gettin' 'em high like all night with a freak little thing on the right from Barbados Rargh, [?] Snoop Dogg lifestyle then I lay low Rap shit is a war of the words and my words are gods of the war like Kratos I'm in a blacked out Mazda, bad bitch that I met on Insta In the club with a bottle of bub', so yeah, I might go 50 Cent, I might pimp her Might chop ya trees and yell timber, I might just swipe your shit, but not Tinder I might babysit, I might kid ya, I might Will Smith your bitch and then switch her Rargh, facts, still got bud, no love for the Jack's Still blow sets from the front to the back [?] fam [?] bud [?] pack Money [?] backflip, got 55 grand in the mattress Can't catch this, I just got three birds in a row and I called it a hat trick [Chorus 1] Hey ya "230 pounds of marijuana..." Hey ya "Along more than 150,000 dollars in cash..." Hey ya "But guess what, that's not all. Also, take a look..." Hey ya "A 55,000 dollar watch." [Verse 2] I said, "Quick figures pay less, quick pay for the six figure pay cheque" [?] 'cause I got a little drugs and I take less [?] money doubles [?] budget [?] day stress Wanna fuck, she don't know my name yet, that's just how the fame gets, word [?] mixed batch, [?] long shot [?] [?] Steve and I hit that, hit 'em with a [?] [?] till I comatose then go flow for flow while I go for throats And I might go for broke till I overdose [?] catch my drift like Tokyo I'm in a blacked out van with a bad little queen in the back that I dust off Jake Tyler, the boy back down in the background like I'm at a packed out bus stop One-two, I kick it like kung fu, come through with a one-point-two in the glovebox Back down [?] wanna chat? Your whole crew can fuck off Rargh, fuck off, fucked your girl twice [?] off [?] said it once more, brah, fuck off Rargh, fuck off, fucked your girl twice [?] off [?] I said it once more, brah, fuck off [Chorus 2] Hey ya I told you cunts, bro Hey ya I said it before, man, I don't know how many more times I gotta say it, fuck off, man Hey ya I'm livin' my best life, I'm good, bro, [?] good, get yours Hey ya You know what? Fuck it Hey ya Hey ya, hey
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