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Too much act in my cup, uh Somebody lift me up That xan got me stuck, I'm off a rich man drug Beat up that pussy like Ike, but that coke make her sing like Whitney He throwing them dubs that's light, we make it rain them hunnits and fifty's She whispering shit in my ear, I'm wiping that dirt off my shoulder Dunk on a Op stand over Yea, I'm tackling shit Roi Glover I ain't even playing no beat in the sheets but I still got her with her head bopping You know that I'm banging the Blue Jays, but I'm still sippin on Red Robin I mix the blunt with the OJ I mix the blunt with the, uh uh I mix the blunt with the OJ She calling me, ask if I'm okay I feel like I'm up to no good baby Whole 3 5 in my wood baby I'm still out catching them jugs baby I'm in the hills but the hood made me I still can't shake this feeling I was just down bad no meals in, it was nothing You ain't gon bang with the Glock, lil nigga stop bluffing She wanna drink it and smoke She wanna fuck with a goat You spend your bread on these hoes I spend my bread with the bros I'm high as a kite, I'm floating Let's get the geek in motion I'm feeling that money is closer, got me rubbing my hands like lotion They was lying was saying you can't buy love, nigga this money the potion The Ops tryna beef with your very own, so I'm calling this Drac October I'm in a Testarossa Get money she playing you closer Won't listen I tell her it's over, she putting my face on posters Hop in the range, the rover I fuck her, I'm flipping her over They screaming my name, they know us I'm high and I can't stay sober Using my right hand whipping that shit up, bro pass me the baking soda Using my right hand whipping that shit up, bro pass me the baking soda Using my right hand whipping that shit up, bro pass me the baking soda Using my right hand whipping that shit up, bro pass me the baking soda
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