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[Intro] Awwww.. Let's get it! [Verse 1: Haf n' haf] Haf times two, same old shit Rhyme so cool, smoke big ol' spliffs Nah I don't miss cause I tend to write hits Haters try to diss and the phonies bite this Kids don't copy me, its so sloppy see I inspire, but what do y'all offer me? Gamble on my rhymes, slot machines Always on my grind, coffee beans Fresh to my muhfucking death Got my whole set to the muhfucking left Place more stress on rap than the rest Don't wanna listen? Go muhfucking deaf No sweat, look best in a crewneck Wooden beads tend to rest on a dude's chest Snapback or a beanie that he finds tight G-Shock, so you know he got the time right So dope all he needs is a limelight Blow O's just tryna get my mind right I'll pretend I'm ice cream to a blonde like Girl, what would you do for a Klondike? I rep Etobicoke, where the best weed smokers go Tell me, have you seen Afghan dro? Didn't think so, check my backpack bro! Fast, fast flow, slow my roll? No chance yo, can't ignore my soul Only a fool would ignore his goals Even fakes know, but I won't expose (Damn Haf, man you so crazy- You been doing acid lately?) I don't fuck wit harder drugs It no way to get a larger buzz (or is it?) Bet its what your father does Um, should I go much farther cause I'm not tryna be a martyr, love Wait, look at Ms. Parker's butt Sheesh, really wanna pop her trunk Jeez, really can't stop the funk Please, can't we just cop a blunt? Fill it with bud with a lot of fuzz? [Break] Yeah, Early Morning Flight Told y'all the half breed would be coming with it Didn't I? Man, y'all been sleeping though Aight Haf, time to finish these bitch niggas off... [Verse 2] Ahhh, tell me who's the baddest bro? I get whole shows popping like rabbit so In fact it probably is a habit you Spit fast or slow, its casual Inspire these animals Get college girls wired like adderall 'Til they look like zombies or cannibals Then swallow me good like danimals Hehe, horror story Witness this kid in his stoner glory Quiet as a mouse in the house like Cory Or I'll wake up the spouse of the MILF who's horny Ha, see what I did there? Or heard what I spit, square? Man stay out my circle Don't know why you even think you're in here You hoebags and brofags have no say You're getting left with toe tags, okay? I'm all into your veins like cocaine No shame, bitch I have you snorting Nah, I'm not on you like a nose ring I flow through your ears into your veins Then blow your mind, propane Young, wild, in my prime, no shame A.Wells. raise hell with these cool beats 2012 got me raising up a new leaf Bet its cannabis, I dismatle it And roll it all up in a j like its glamourous Where the cameras is? I mean where they at? Hope they taking pics I'm looking hella rad Know I'm more often found on mellow tracks But its time to choppa down, no helipad (x3)
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