Key: G major
Verse 1
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Da bullshit, IC- Don motherfucker,
da bullshit
Funk Doc, motherfucker,
push whips, motherfucker
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Na, na, chill out, who got the weed in this motherfucker,
yo
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Brick City, Jersey,
na chill , where the weed at
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It's da bullshit, bullshit, yo where the weed at fellas,
Verse 2
I ain't about takin' turns
'Cause Doc's in the place,
the cold nigga, I'm too late to thaw
Doc unfold niggas 'til they ribs is raw
Verse 3
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Whether you up the ball or ride the bitch
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and Via gra in
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Stay hard like the biceps when it's stacked
Verse 4
in a tennis match
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s half the time
I scribble my name and draw
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a jackass design
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Calvin Kleins spilled on the floor,
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I got a food table to warm, a new neighbor
Verse 5
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to warn
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Crunch time, what you think
the forty- four is for
Verse 6
get my thoughts straight
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Stop smashin' the five and ap
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pear in the court dates
I won't ride the bike unless
it's see be are
With no tricks but a bitch
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it'll be on nex t
Verse 7
I'm still wheel handlin,
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glock nine handlin'
Duckin' the flows of mind
travelin'
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I'm ready for more
Bitches gettin' in my party
givin' head at the do
All my niggas and my shorty's and
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you'll die in the audience
Verse 9
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That's the bullshit, the bullshit
That's the bullshit, the bullshit
Verse 10
Brook- non off the bullshit
chill nigga
That's the bullshit
Verse 11
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without a gun in my hand
His limpin' lenny turn around and then
I pump from the pants
One nine in each arm,
I get hot as I squeeze from it
Now he's a cheap ornament,
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died in a street tournament
Verse 12
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Peep the clues, not deep with dudes My Benz
don't carry shoes 'cause
I'm cheap as Jews
But I let off this cannon bet
your fleet would move
Verse 13
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Fuck your mainstream dry off feet
I'm explosive as Simon in Die Hard 3
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like you at GA
'Cause my gun on standby
like a flight delay
Sprayin' water on all those
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whoever's hot
Take they mic, take they jewels,
then them Bezell, Doc
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nigga I'm here
Sippin' a beer,
5th with the clip in the rear
That'll lift him off his feet,
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make him flip in the air
I pull big guns out, like I'm hittin' a deer
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when trouble come
When you open your door and somebody
In yo, house chewin' bubble gum
With double guns, cocked in each hand
Nigga, you about to be buried in beach sand
Verse 17
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I don't care if you broke or not
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dope, coke or not
Nigga, I still smoke the glock
Give your face polka dots,
Verse 18
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doom, I kidnap a classroom
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Hide 'em in the left wing of my bathroom
Do you think you could survive
all that we bring, ya
as your finger
Verse 19
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how I'm 'bout to score with this ink pen
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You don't want us to go
Verse 20
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My house is hot bitch,
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Every car got a bar, the whole clique drink
I'm a dirty nigga, nuts sweaty, dick stink
Verse 21
I won't remember none
of this when the X in me
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So if you want sex for free, check for me,
Outro 1
IC- Don
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TunerE A D G B E
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