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where I go, you can find me

Sittin' in the back of my Lac
Smoke, sippin' my yak, yeah, yeah
Oh, sometimes I gotta be alone
Sittin' in the back of my Lac
if you ain't 2 fingers peace

Got mine, got wine to make 'em act up
I got 'em damn near naked in the 'lac truck
A couple shots of Hennessey
And if you
the rhymes, Puffy had the shine
Bone thugs had more thugs but that was the shit that made me rhyme
Wassup, what's on your mind? Hol' up, I'm feeling fine
the rhymes, Puffy had the shine
Bone thugs had more thugs but that was the shit that made me rhyme
Whats up, what's on your mind? Hol' up, I'm feeling fine
Standing in a bright lit room
Strangers all around me
To the spot my feet were glued
Before the Lac d'Annecy

I walked around then I came back
time to flip
You can find me
Rollin through the hood leanin in the lac'
With a woman on the front and a fifth in the back
Haters on the prowel
[Rap:]
This is for my pimps this is for my hustlas
Diamonds in the back Lac' drivin' muthafuckas
If ya gettin high smoke one for me
If ya gettin
grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up
a fresh clean, they surround me like a fiend
It's another one, yeah it's another one
It's got the other one, but no, it's another one!

This that other
You best to break, run, cause nigga they coming through

[Chorus]

[Lac]
They told me put my hands on the car and show me your hands
I had some
You could try attackin' me and bombin'
Me I'm a be spittin' so fast, they wanna ask how he did that?
Bone Thugs and we gotta spit a hard flow
It's
grams and rocks
If anything been scoring from me
It was ten a ki
I let my l'il round hustle
As long as they score for me

[Lac]
Look if I pull up
shawty love me down
Run off on me like click clack, throw it out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doin'
What we do in back of the 'Lac
gats it seems we gotta fight
When I throw a left, you best to throw a right
Pull up in tha cut so they can pass us by
Get down in yo seat and get off tha
Rest in peace, Big Mello, we gon' miss you, nigga
Man, I done lost so many homies, I need tissue nigga
Taking million dolla pictures, me and all
She left me by myself.
She left me this mo'nin'.
She left me by myself.
She said, 'Johnny, yes I'm gone.'
'I won't be back no mo'.'
'You don't stop
épidermes de grâce
Ne me secouez pas
Ce qui a existé existe toujours
Ce qui a existé existe toujours

My baby left me

Est-ce que je pleure
Est-ce que
this I sey by me and mo.
left, the left
It's like I'm on an island by myself, the left
Please don't make me slap you with the left, the left
You a fake so I'm gon' dap you with
Ciara
Uh-huh
(Yezir)
Ciara
Uh-huh

Catch me in the mall
You know I buy it out
G-5 planes, yeah I fly it out
Ass on her back
Look like lac's
Sittin'
down
Run off on me like click clack
My gun out like take that
She make it do what it do when we doing what we do in back of the lac
I'm like I'm up
the fifth wheel too
And give truth to these suckas something overdue
Ride a 'Lac like a true playa 'posed to do
Old school, slant back with a jigga too
King, checker board nigga go and crown me

Pushin' rhymes underground like moonshine
With jump like juke joints
Ridin' like old 'lacs
Down like 4
Yeah
Now come on
Yeah
Come, come on
Aaaahaahhh

(Bass)

She see me in the streets
In my regular clothes
She like my car
With the regular
grill gold
Step out my house, pink gators on my toes
Tryna hit tha club before they all close
Hop in the Lac, Fleetwood eight four
Twenty inch G's