Key: F# minor•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
All of my life
That good ol' stuff
I can't get enough
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You know I've been
yoanin' (yearnin') for ya
Call me a drunkie that's wrong
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Don't play it instead of rich bone
Young son that's full of that come
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We needs a one and a one
I gotta get'cha what ever it takes
i take you how ever you might be
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Pack dollar pill away
You know you got me feelin' good
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Drop top down up in through the hood
Ask me about a whole key
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And man I tell ya I wish I could
It's all goody- good
I think enough
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Still like screamin' on after none
That pulles me oh some nice and slow
Better get ready for all night
Verse 2
My partner put me down
And know someone
On Holloween
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I pass it out to all the trick or treaters
So now Lord Infamous
Smoke out your lungs
And powder your nose
We breakin' the season
We breakin' our streets in
we are out of this atmosphere
So blury blur vision and tears
Scarecrow me keyed plus
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The smoke flyin' out of me lungs
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Me keep these (?)
Sprinkled down little kids gum
Verse 3
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good
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stuff
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Do it, Put my mind to it
Verse 4
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stuff
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Do it, Put my mind to it
Verse 5
good stuff
Everytime you see me
Smokin' gettin' motivated
Hatin' as I can be
Feelin' good as hell
It's so swell
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High, this stuff has got me goosed up
Come in with the quickness
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Got you speachless to this freaky night
Still I'm stayin' bout it
Solo never sucka
Kinda crazy
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So don't test me
I will buck your bro down
Verse 6
Nothin' but good stuff
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Knowin' this funk
Guaranteed to keep you up
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Make you hyper super crunk
Let me know on what you need
I'm cuttin' up gears
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Come shock with me
Your partner used to pluck you twice
I'm giving out samples
The ice cream man
Who deliver that cake
To shake
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The bigger the plate
The thicker the cheese
The more you can take
On and on gotta keep that pace
Supplyin' that D
Not none of that dank
It's over solder
Dodge their forty
Get with the man if you
This lil sniff
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They roll it up all night to
the early mornin'
Verse 7
I be like Indo in
can't
Juicy's constantly speakin'
Man he may be the crunkin'
Sick here want to sit here
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Fartin' like I'm a mo tor or somethin'
Is it the squish
Koo must donw got a little bit
of hit of somethin' good
Verse 8
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good stuff
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Do it, Put my mind to it
Verse 9
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stuff
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Do it, Put my mind to it
Until we get high
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