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Intro 1
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Now
Verse 1
look
who we shortin' here
Haters say the score ain't fair
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I'm winnin' at this paper game
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Chillin' warm a bowl of beer
Once in the darkness,
now I'm shinin' like a solar flare
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The block's hot,
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it's soldier dick,
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guess what, I know a pair
Twins named Dina and
Dana from Dakota
We're from strippin', they big -tippin',
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they ballin', flippin' the boulders
When we met at the strip club,
can a real one get love?
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Call herself Ms. Hood,
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all the ones say Ms. Thug
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Kept in touch, text is such a subject
My strings attached, rings that match
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Dreams to catch, dreams to stack
Holler if you hear me,
when you near me, you start tremblin'
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The shiverin' of my similin'
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Deliverin' the water to the gremlins
Like it when they're feminine,
like cinnamon
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Ten years later,
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we still freak about a
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Benjamin Streets still listening,
Karen still glistening
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Tell the doctor if you're sick,
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I can be your medicine
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We're from intern to boss,
like bossin' love and green
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It's either prison or 106,
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I'm poor so I'm huddlin' with my team
And we motivated to hustle for the cream
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She want it day to dawn, baby,
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you can call her with the key
Trained to be a silent killer
like high blood pressure
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I know bloods who butcher those
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in high places for cheddar
Sick cats like me gotta walk
through the metal detector
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In fit, I'm packin' for sweaters,
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no laughin' until it's better
We smashin', cameras ain't flashin'
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On the architect, I just seen life destroyed
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Deprived of the hardest facts
Who got next?
Put all contenders in the blender
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And mingling with this melody,
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music they gon' remember
Use the sport diggies, white tees,
house shoes, corduroys
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Out of towners, know about us,
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call us California boys
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Get your paper stack
if you gon' play
and afford the toys
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If it ain't broke, don't fix it and don't force it boys
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