Intro 1
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They got us fuckin'
Verse 1
up a storm,
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kush up till the morn
Breezin' from the telly
puffin marijuana
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White T and my pelly thuggin' like
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la Fonz
Made it rain on them bitches
a bucket full of ones
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Verse 2
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We got them gold diggers, cold bitches
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That wanna party off patron liquor,
car hoppers the hard stoppers
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Catch 'em at the party call
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'em bar hoppers
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We live up in the sky you call
'em star watchers
Verse 3
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They chase dope boys trap
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stars with fast cars
And executives rap stars with black cars
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So we could swipe it charge
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it to the game
Trips to M.I.A. Murcielago in the lane
Verse 4
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She's got a thing for slippin' clique
and goin' clubbin' at nights
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
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She likes the finer things and fuck with
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niggaz whose money is right
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
Verse 5
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She love the dick suck it till it cum
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She say I'm the best fuck of her life
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She give a nigga the energy he need
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Whenever he feels nothin' is right
Verse 6
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Now we in M.I. party till the noon
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Hammers in the ride
Ferrari's go zoom
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All types of incidentals charges on my room
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From last night buggin',
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we mobbin' with the goons
Verse 7
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We hit the town hard,
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fuckin' with the ladies
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Bottles of viva clique,
puffin' on the hazy
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It's all deja vu seen it all before
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Got her in my drop heater on the floor
Verse 8
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So I sped off from the spot,
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gettin' heady rock
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Got her in the telly she
wouldn't let a nigga pop
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And when I woke all I seen was a note
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Nigga follow the trail and
meet me in A T L
Verse 9
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She's got a thing for slippin' clique
and goin' clubbin' at nights
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
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She likes the finer things and fuck with
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niggaz whose money is right
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
Verse 10
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She love the dick suck it till it cum
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She say I'm the best fuck of her life
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She give a nigga the energy he need
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Whenever he feels nothin' is right
Verse 11
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Now we pull up in the a
shoppin' in Lenox mall
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Gotta get fly squad ready to ball
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We thinkin' 112 or maybe
even visions
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Drinks at the bar like baby
what you sippin'
Verse 12
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Then she told me magic city
fat asses and they pretty
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They got me blowin' thousands
throwin' stacks by the fifty
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Got some bitches out of
strokers gotta get focus
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I'm tryin' to play my cards
like a game of strip poker
Verse 13
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Flight up in the mornin'
gotta get up on her
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When I leave you can tell ya friends
about my performance
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And all the time M.O.B. on my mind
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The weekend was nice baby
but I'm back to N.Y.
Verse 14
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She's got a thing for slippin' clique
and goin' clubbin' at nights
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
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She likes the finer things and fuck with
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niggaz whose money is right
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Ain't nothin' like the love of my life
Verse 15
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She love the dick suck it till it cum
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She say I'm the best fuck of her life
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She give a nigga the energy he need
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Whenever he feels nothin' is
Outro 1
right
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Love of My Life
Jim Jones, Max B
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