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It took me to the beach To have a beer by the edge of the sea And this 'round the clock place I drank my money away We partied seven to three
alibi ain't gone work Ain't it somethin' how them niggas from out that three be doin' that dirt? Score a quarter from oh-oh, rock it up by four-four
Follow, follow, one, two, three Down the tunnel past the stream If you see them, leave them be Let the echo guide your feet There's a lot of people
quarter past it was all divided Started whippin at 3 o'clock And by 4 o'clock it was water-dried See me winning your mortified Salty guys tell all
I should have known That you were too good to be true I think i saw u in a dream once Walking on a road made of gold Surrounded by blue and yellow
just fine Good, when the money and the sex come by T-Trap living on the motorola You said that you need a plug, plug, for the drugs Baby come by, I'll
Three long years have passed by And now you try to get me back But no Is time for payback I'm gonna attack Getting through everyday Really looking
Only 100 Only 100 Only 100 Walk like a centipede If you step 50 don't move with me Speed do not change how I keep my feet I only walk with
like Kobe with the outside shots I'm like Artest in the paint When it comes to these games Set the balls a lot smaller And they go through brains And if
I can't believe that we done fell off Some times I sit back and reminence bout the times we was young From the times we were smaller All winters
Two three four One two three four One two three four One two three four One two three four One two three four One two three four One two three four
Kalabuley boys wanna see me down six feet Nana is good Baba is great Anytime adey go on my knees adey pray Nana joe dey answer yeah Feeling by myself
talking ‘bout a brand new flex on you Shawty talking ‘bout a past ex, sex on you She don’t know that I would die to get close 1, 2, 3, 4 feet away just
3.5 in a blunt Rollin up 3.5 in a blunt How you finna top that huh Smokin a blunt wit the top back huh About to by the block back huh Talkin my shit oh
There's a pill here that they say will make you smaller Which is perfect 'cause I really wasn't feeling small enough I would take it if I wasn't so
die so Falling forever, little gleam grown smaller Moaned a prayer, then I felt stoned by a glare Fingers shook, my hands began to burn Pain overtook my
my feet grounded but I feel high The higher I get the world is getting smaller Came to my senses as I bust a nut I want it like I need it so I got
Ok so Deemus ain't a nazi but he's asking where the gas at, cmare Stoudamire how im getting Nash to pass that Softer than a muppet by your girl
Mama, I'm thankful for all you did for me Put a roof on our head so we could sleep Always made sure we had shoes on our feet Working three jobs just
Oh yea Oh yea You wanna turn up Oh yea She a fiend for them beans Oh yea Oh yea Wanna lean pump 3 Oh yea Oh yea She want them addys I send her the addy
of single studs one by ten A purple chassis Six wheels and a feather hat Six tyres Two big Four smaller ones A few connectors A face and legs Twelve pieces
That's his queue to stop And everyone at Table 3 can't stop staring at me Now I'm at the bus stop caught by surprise I didn't know you were coming the same
then you know that i stay clean My sister the same thing, she steppin in 3rd degree With her brand new job she steppin with hurt feet I dont plan
(Watch my feet) I was countin' down the clock Three seconds for the shot I be cookin' Curry pot (Cookin') She was lookin' and I'm not I was drivin' by
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