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to smile

`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style

Everybody's sittin' by your head
to smile

`Cause you know that I'm about to servin'
Christmas dinner country style
Christmas dinner country style

Everybody's sittin' by your head
beautiful
That may be your hood but this is my hood

Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggas still snitchin'
The old lady across the street still
beautiful
That may be your hood but this is my hood

Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggaz still snitchin
The old lady across the street still
Niggas, I'm still grinding (yeah), I still hearing those sirens
I'm still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's
at police
Some of the homies feel opposition can't kill me
I'm a walking obituary, death live in me
I take life through the pen, by the way I'mma see
slappin' the phoney
Got to walk it off can't mosey
Who got you open up
Crack pipe still smokin'
Face frozen
Coke straw stickin' out your nose and D
still getting chased by those lights
Only the light's lime, and my mic's on
And my time is none, because I'm writing more
I don't hear to meet a soul
boy I wish the kids could of seen it
But you can't see out of the side of the car
Because the windows are completely covered
With the decals of all
Drunk driving on a Wednesday
With three bitches and an MPV
Half a gallon of Georgi Porgi
And cranberry that's the POP
Peel-Off Passion, a recipe
boy I wish the kids could of seen it
But you can't see out of the side of the car
Because the windows are completely covered
With the decals of all
free
Regardless what you seen, still gallons of codeine
Regardless what you say I'm still thunder storm gray
Regardless what they said I'm still
I gets high (high)
Rollin' down the I95
Ma' don't ask why
I love gettin' high
While I drive
I can't lie (I can't lie)
I puff lye (I puff lye)
While I
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe dat

No No No
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it (know it)
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that

[Chorus]
No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that

No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it
We still homies at the end of the day
Believe that

[Chorus]
No no no
I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost
still homies at the end of the day, believe that

No no no, I don't wanna know it
She got him where she want him
And he's too lost to know it, know it
already mad rush
Just 'cause it's still the season
The perfect gift for me would be
Completions and connections left
From last year, ski shopping,
already mad rush
Just 'cause it's still the season
The perfect gift for me would be
Completions and connections left
From last year, ski shopping,
for me
Seems somehow we never can agree

Tears so many I can't see
Well these years don't mean a thing to me
Time goes by and still I can't be free
beautiful
That may be your hood but this is my hood

Got the red dogs trippin' and these niggas still snitchin'
The old lady across the street still
love with you
Somebody else stood by your side and you looked so satisfied

I can't help it if I'm still in love with you
A picture from the past
Sorry 
Is all that you can't say 
Years gone by and still 
Words don't come easily 
Like sorry like sorry

Forgive me
Is all that you can't
Hey, yo, raise 'em up, hold ya cup
Up, let the Alize fill them up
Thug passion, love passion, niggaz, who be actin'?
Grey Goose, cranberry juice