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you
Not thinkin’ bout leavin’ you
Baby we gon ball together
VS stones, Spanish leather
Take a flight to change the weather
Bet Bahamas make you wetter

Hands coming together, as if it were a clap
I'm praying to making meditative rap
Wake up from your seat, there aint no time to nap
Blood beats

Well we was four grinning sinners drinking gin for dinner
Hoping we'd commit a sin tonight
With Maceo blowin' on the stereo, we don't wait for no green

but she had her license taken away last week
When they start talking about UFO's we make our getaway
To the Atlantis Casino for more three days 

Let's

break gets us going
We cruising on a patio deck with our untanned necks
Expect the first drops of sweat from light of the day
First High Life crushed,

I arrive at the apartment, smiling naively
A dear friend turns 400 years
To celebrate me and my friends have all gathered
And one snuck in gin

woof tickets
Nigga, you make a gang of noise and never seen like a cricket
I guess that's why we never kick it
A lot of niggas is soft and get tossed

the door up
'Cause you can only open that door once
Party like the 90's, gin, juice and more blunts
Golden Gate Flows
CHAD talk to these niggas bro
I'm tired

misery here, the only objective is
Trying to figure out how to get a grip, no silly shit
But no stressing, we call it blessing because we made it out
Found

cause all letters, but he locked in a pen
Hated by many men
Got different gloves with different gins

Might shoot a spin, he leave him wet
I hope that boy

with me, I'm not talking waving
Give me top, I just want your throat hoe
I smoke on the dope by the boat load
You think you in it, we get more dough
Come

Buddy ruin them
Hooligans they must be off of that Gin and Juice again
Either move with him or get moving how I'm maneuvering
The print still blue for him

told her just relax
While Patron's passed around
Come get your shots in
Just to say you did it
Everybody getting throwed
And we ain't playing with it
I'm

While Patron's passed around
Come get your shots in
Just to say you did it
Everybody getting throwed
And we ain't playing with it
I'm not a rookie by far

Relax Your Mind

Loon

Bad Boys II

2003

conscious free
Your now rollin with the sounds of the be	-A-D
be	-O-why, niggaz don't be that fly
Niggaz don't see sun and we those guys

[Loon]
Check it out,

Pulled up on me with the Gucci bag, she stuntin' yeah it's true
I said, "Baby, let's get shitty, tired of all this talk and food"
Now we quick to ridin'

the quiz
Support past 10
Pray I don't bend
Haters get fucked 
By the new Steve Wynn 
Loose like juice 
Pouring up some gin

Who Run the Game
Too much drip

officiate
I'm by the crizah
Popped a pizzah
Fuck her friend its like a spin off
Offa gin-a
Ballin harder than tip off
Yea we can ride out
Why they call me PM?

is for the survivor, Life isn't fair damn
Fuck what you think about me, ain't no twin nor pair okay
We never see the stars cos we no dey see nightfall

Or missing limbs limbs for dropping rakes or dropping fins
For souls that's gone
We're spilling heavy drops of gin
See everything ain't what it seems
When

say she bad I know
Killing with the rhyme I know
If dem want the booze
Make dem go get the gin
And the juice I fit mix it with the lean yeah
Shawty by

here
To stay we spark em all the way.

Obsession with my lows
I was blinded by the lust
lost sight of my health
So addiction was a must
Pushing past

to the beach with our sober faces
Then being drunk and alone in the same old empty place
But my bag is packed by years
This is the only chance I get
They say I

and Canobie Lake
Cried on the drive home both times, it was more than I could take
And it hit me like a ton of bricks
In the chest where the heart, turns out,