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Motherfucking wild, homie check my style Time going slow but ive been zoning for awhile Arrive, the parties here, but bring your own blunts Dont sponsor none of these women with lacefronts Probably play your ass to get a stone Probably give you dome for a ride home I'm complex, a complicated math equation For the duration im smoking like im jamaican Jah, drops lower than the temp Of my cold depths My city dont really think that im cold yet Please excuse your girlfriend's scraped knees When you see me, salute at ease Dont be up tight, who am I to cause A ruckus,like the uncle,show these niggas no love Her time of the month, to give my friend a rub Not the time of the month, then I'mma use the glove 1,2,3,4, the party going wild and the police at the door 5,6,7,8 they broke the back door so there is no escape Mr. dj turn the music down Let a brother see whats going on with these clowns Mr.officer, do we have issue "we heard you were performing and we didn't wanna miss you" Shit yeah, fuck yeah, now they on my side ho The higher power kickin in , but bitch dont kill my vibe yo Smoking bits of weed left my people worried But, smoking lots of weed burnt away my worries Son, grab a glass, get some ass while your at it Get your first ass and then you become an addict Nympho, they decipher my bars and realize I'mma skitzo I fuck with yall, but realize yall ain't my kinfolk Im going crazy in this house im bout to kill folk I win ho. For real though
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