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I'm plush 
Haters pretend but end up gettin crushed 
Try'n ta fuck wit us 
I kinda want to mention names 
Just to let em know, fo sho, Coo Coo Cal still
of that OG, we smoking them back-to-back
Molly looking like sugar, so you know that I'm dipping it
See my jeans by the stack, and my shoes cost 'bout half
And the horn begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows
That I'm home drunk again

If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
I can't hold out much longer
foreal
I'm drinking the air out the seal, got niggas waiting for the appeal

I don't know why the lord save me
I don't know why the lord save me
Thank
begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows
That I'm home drunk again

If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
I can't hold out much longer
The way that
And the horn begins honking
The whole neighborhood knows
That I'm home drunk again

If drinking don't kill me
Her memory will
I can't hold out much longer
like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let
to the whippin' post

Oh sometimes, oh oh sometimes
Lord some times,
Lord don't you know that I feel
Oh like, like I'm dyin'
I'm surrounded by my enemies, mean me no good
Every time I start a fight they put water all on my wood
But that's alright, Lord I know better now
and hell
Lord Knows I've seen my share
Of losing out

Lord I'm surrounded by friends
We know what its like to know how it ends
Which is why I'm buying
But he looked up to the sky 

Said you don't owe me nothing and as far as I know 
Lord don't owe nothing to you 
And I ain't asking for a miracle
I see your hands clap
Ya heard it, my lips spits quick like Wordsworth
And I'm quick to do a DJ when he's walkin on my turf

"Lord Jazz.."	"He goes by
I'm surrounded by my enemies, mean me no good
Every time I start a fight they put water all on my wood
But that's alright, Lord I know better now
motherfuckers know me
Three times a niggaz like T.O.N.Y.
All up in your spot like Navy Seals, wave your steel
Lay your shit down, clown I'm for real
Spittin'
lesson, my Smith & Wesson
Anyone on your block I do depressing, geah

We get it
We get the money
Geah, and ya know
We get it, geah
We like to boogie, geah
Uhh.. UHH
Yeah..
Uhh.. uhh.. 
Uh!  Yeah.. yeah..
Uhh..
I'm on..
Fuck em.. yeah, uhh..
With my hands gripped.. praise the Lord shit
Fuck her,
.
Nearly everyone knows me from Smith to Lord Rosebr'y,
I'm Burlington Bertie from Bow.

I stroll with Lord Hurlington,
Roll in The Burlington
Call for
that could beat us writin' songs about it.
Lord I hope I'm still alive the day that I die.
I hope my death is far away. I hope I live to see another
like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let
like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let
like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let
like bobby brown
On that hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)
You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let
hen dog got a nigga drinking straight brown (7/11 nigga you know)

You know 10 to 4 shake 'em up talk shit get my drink and let 'em go
Even when I'm
beat us writin' songs about it. Lord I hope I'm still alive the day that I die.
I hope my death is far away. I hope I live to see another New Years Day.
sister be the first one to get smoked
Then I grab your grandma by her weave hair
And whip her old ass with that wooden leg she wear
I'm from the bloody