Key: Eb major•
Intro 1
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Verse 1
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got a piece,
for all the drama
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Walking around like I'm president Obama
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Yeah you see me with a team,
deeper than the secret service
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Drop- drop- drop it down baby girl,
you know it's worth it
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Heard you looking for the shit,
go get some tissue
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Let's pay some bills,
pockets fatter than a Swisha
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It's Rocketshipshawty bout
to drop another missile
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Put this bottle to your lips baby
girl and french kiss it
You ain't innocent at all,
it's fucking murder
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Pour up, more shots in the burner, nah
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All I see is ass,
prolly looking so perverted
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Getting money is the crime,
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baby guilty is the verdict
(We up)
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Get higher
Verse 2
(Get high)
Get higher (Get high)
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Get higher (Get high)
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Get higher (Get high)
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You ain't innocent at all
Verse 3
It's, it's fucking murder
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Shots in the burner
Verse 4
More shots in the burner
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You ain't innocent at all
It's, it's fucking murder
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Shots in the burner
Verse 5
More shots in the burner
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These haters sour cause
they're riding in the limit
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Heads to the sky, it ain't a limit
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But you gotta about a minute girl,
to make up a decision
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Is you rocking with the team,
or the opposition?
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Put you in the game,
just gotta play your position
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See you the baddest here,
ain't gotta hold a petition
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Playing with your straw,
I've been staring at you sipping
You ain't innocent at all,
it's fucking murder
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Turn up, more shots in the burner
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Saying that you're straight as an arrow,
I can turn you
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Baby ain't nobody flyer,
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I know you can feel the turbulence
(We up)
Verse 6
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Get higher (Get high)
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Get higher (Get high)
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Get higher (Get high)
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You ain't innocent at
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all
It's, it's fucking murder
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Shots in the burner
Verse 8
More shots in the burner
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You ain't innocent at all
It's, it's fucking murder
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Shots in the burner
More shots in the burner
Verse 9
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No angels allowed
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Woo! The party girls run the night, baby
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Hah, cause boring bitches ain't my type,
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ladies
Mix it up,
ice baby
Murda, murda, shots coming
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Don P's flowing heavy here (YUGH!)
Outro 1
(Push)
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