| Yeahhhh
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| Blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| (Tha Bizness, Tha Bizness)
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| The hear-say, the talking, the chatter
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| The gossip and the rumors
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| See to me, it don’t matter
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| I barely go out
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| And if you ever see me
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| It’s probably at a grocery sto', but not on TV
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| Cause when I get high — I get hungry, so I cook
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| Go get some weed and… open a book
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| Of papers, if I don’t have a cigar
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| Hold up, wait — I got some blunts in the car
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| Mad dash, ran back
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| With a fresh box of swishers
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| (I thought you said blunts?)
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| Cigarillos, what’s the difference?
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| It’s about what you put up in
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| Nigga, look at this spinach!
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| Roll it — nigga, hit it!
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| 2 minutes, you finished
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| I’m still gettin' throwed (hee-hee!)
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| Trippin' on niggas wearin' these Rumplestilskin clothes
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| But to each his own
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| Who knows, behind closed do’s
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| But nevermind, I’ll mind mine
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| I’m just gettin' blowed
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| Yeahhhhh
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| Blowed
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| Yeahhhhh
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| Gettin' blowed
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| While you’re mumbling, I’m crumbling erb
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| Niggas always tripping about something they heard
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| It’s so easy to be thee
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| One behind the topic
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| And the subject, you won’t love it
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| But there is no way to stop it
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| And ain’t no need in plotting
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| Cause that shit will leave you nothing
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| But alone and rotten
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| Friends gone and forgotten
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| But there’s another option
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| You can just say fuck it!
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| Pull out your dick and tell all them hoes to suck it!
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| Been through it, influenced
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| Men do some crazy shit
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| Dabbled here on different drugs
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| That fucked me up and made me quit
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| My lady bitch, slut, ho, or whatever left me
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| (Which one?)
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| Shit! |
| All of 'em, they never kept me!
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| Marry swept me off my feet when I was younger
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| But yet, and still at big events
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| They wonder why I brung her
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| Yes, I hunger
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| For someone to understand the code
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| You can knock three times, you’ll see
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| I’m just gettin' blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| Blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| Gettin' blowed
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| Yes sir, real early in the morning
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| I be on that weed
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| In the afternoon
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| Yes, I zoom-zoom
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| Until late in the evening
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| And then at night, I just take flight
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| Up, up, and away
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| So if you see me flying by high
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| Don’t mind me
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| I’m just gettin' blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| Blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| Gettin' blowed
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| Blowed
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| Yeahhhh
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| Gettin' blowed |