Key: F# minor
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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Where ya been
All of my life
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I need ya bad
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I've been searchin' for ya
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
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Gotta hit your bis o
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Soon as I flake
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
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Give me that razor that plate the lazer man
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I need my medicine
That pulles me oh some nice and slow
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Get him some stand lookin'
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out the door
Better get ready for all night
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You know how we want to
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moan and blow
Verse 2
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Escence up the blessin' Keep me
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puzzled like enigma
My partner put me down
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Where I start pound
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The cop is cheaper
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My smoke and flows like mystical music
And know someone
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screamin' is chiefa
On Holloween
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I pass it out to all the trick or treaters
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in 1999 them little is will come
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through for you bombers
So now Lord Infamous
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blessin' I was sitting bull
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And poke the hunters
Smoke out your lungs
And powder your nose
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We grabbin' big bitches
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Or sometimes we kick it
We breakin' the season
We breakin' our streets in
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We breakin' out sick cause
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I make em' up stick
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Triple 6 Mafia gettin' so rowdy because
we are out of this atmosphere
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Without the smoke hit eyes
So blury blur vision and tears
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Kaze on the right,
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on the left, to the rear
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
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Gimme some of that
Verse 3
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good
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stuff
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Gimme somethin' that'll
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feel kinda special
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Gimme somethin' that'll do it
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Do it, Put my mind to it
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Until we get high
Verse 4
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Gimme some of that good
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stuff
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Gimme somethin' that'll
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feel kinda special
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Gimme somethin' that'll do it
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Do it, Put my mind to it
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Until we get high
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I keep that
Verse 5
good stuff
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(lady what you mean)
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Good stuff for that light green
Everytime you see me
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Eyes are red but still I'm
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on my p's
Smokin' gettin' motivated
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Just chillin' with nuthin'
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but playas
Hatin' as I can be
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Relaxed and bumpin'
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some Johnny Taylor
Feelin' good as hell
It's so swell
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High, this stuff has got me goosed up
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Got me wantin' some good lovin'
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So I call my shorty
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Baby, baby some and give it to me,
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give it to me right
Come in with the quickness
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Got you speachless to this freaky night
Still I'm stayin' bout it
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Never hate wit bustas
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So can you see
Solo never sucka
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Always catch me with the prophet p
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Gone remain his lady
Kinda crazy
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So don't test me
I will buck your bro down
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When that good stuff got
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me in disquise
Verse 6
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What you got down in your trunk
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
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And it's free
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Package deals from state to state
The ice cream man
Who deliver that cake
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You want to get a piece
To shake
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The big ger the plate
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The bigger the blade
The thicker the cheese
The more you can take
On and on gotta keep that pace
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From scene to scene
Supplyin' that D
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Some of that pure
Not none of that dank
It's over solder
Dodge their forty
Get with the man if you
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want to get bloated
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Just like taking a sniff of roses
This lil sniff
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They roll it up all night to
the early mornin'
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Constantly movin' now for yawnin'
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Burnin' my people on every pay phone
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And allow that good stuff
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Surper (?)
Verse 7
I be like Indo in
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Don't go hollow what your friend
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Plus have them twins
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The henn and a bunch of bird shit
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Swith your man
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So I can get into the groove
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And he who's cool
can't
Juicy's constantly speakin'
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at me though
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He ain't sayin' nothin'
Man he may be the crunkin'
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that funny
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Or the super bionic
Sick here want to sit here
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Fartin' like I'm a mo tor or somethin'
Is it the squish
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I cannot remember
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Yes sir it's understood
Koo must donw got a little bit
of hit of somethin' good
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Gimme some of that
Verse 8
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good stuff
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Gimme somethin' that'll
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feel kinda special
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Gimme somethin' that'll do it
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Do it, Put my mind to it
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Until we get high
Verse 9
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Gimme some of that good
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stuff
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Gimme somethin' that'll
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feel kinda special
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Gimme somethin' that'll do it
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Do it, Put my mind to it
Until we get high
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