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it's my interest Your craft, what it meant, it tells us the best My offer, your bet, free to take it apart Weight-in the advantages, concealing your
Caught a new fish with the same hook And it dripped when it came up Put him on a scale for the weight-in Like a pet imma name him So wet hope he can
Opps mad we on they ass they know we playin for keeps These problems came a lotta pain this shit been weight-in on me Mommas cry thugs die this shit
Life ain't what you make it If you can't make it Shake weightin' in the AM Wake up and smell the bacon Is you reachin' for Satan? Or is you ragin'
burn as I ponder on this life I yearn All my stress be weightin' on me Try to call my homie, just to realize him and life Done went and got
still got the pounds Bentley Coupe, I ride around With the strap, we hold yo man this kick down that's where it at Still sippin' lean, weightin' too much
baby squirrel Like cash money benjamins I'm in the zone off that chrome in yo Residence look like I'm skatin,big ballin n heavy weightin the Trunk rida n
she's gonna make it Dial 911 or damn should I run? I'm just weightin' out my options before someone comes If I stay I go to jail, if I run I'll be
the ministers talk I'm heavy-weightin' capable to breakin' a fool's neck So quit tryin' to figure out what this nigga gon do next (Chorus): (Verse 3): I
Its hydro stuff L's, six plus sells stones heavy on the scales themselves, X-L strait G's, moneys and properties black F-G 15's, weightin trees and OC's
We got Motherfuckin' Problem In the street nigga when you walk next Us (Click clack) I'm in trap weightin out da kush (That's right) I squeezed
weightin' on my soul Go take a look at the world through the green shades Scammin' left and right man, the jack of all trades Chubby white boy with no clue
L's, six plus sells stones heavy on the scales themselves, X-L strait G's, moneys and properties black F-G 15's, weightin trees and OC's We old g's
L's, six plus sells stones heavy on the scales themselves, X-L strait G's, moneys and properties black F-G 15's, weightin trees and OC's We old g's
reparations I medicate then meditate then levitate And I don't know how wit all these pounds around me heavy weightin I just focus on the top and things I need
and get it my nigga Yea you can You ain’t gotta work for a mother fuckin’ Edomite Just make sure that you pay Uncle Sam Me and my granny We was weightin’ up
Through Them green Eyes had me War ready And this shit Kinda heavy Weightin on Brain 3 fuxking Years and I Never shed a tear
Cause our names hold weight in these streets shawty I'd say ask but you already know about me shawty He goin sweat me, he goin he goin sweat me (They be
the weight-in She fucking me now she got you waiting Them boys mad as shit I'm on the top of the cliff I ain't chasing no bitch Choppa made em glitch 627 we lit
am I thanking What the fuck am I dranking Man this shit kinda weightin' in Damn what the fuck am I sayin' folk Never know how to cope But I made this
'Weightin these scales they about a ounce Pack it all up then I gotta bounce Pack it up, gotta go(Pack it up, gotta go) Had to dip off to my new whoa Gotta
Had the bitch I'm the back an she weightin' out the fifth Lame no-names better play no games Cuz I may go slay on the 808 You'll get laid to waste till
that I captured Ah, These rappers stillborn dying before they make it out Catching me flexing at the weight-ins( Wayans), Nah no Haunted House Niggas
Way too gone but I'll be aight Two cups of lean, and some gasoline I’m taking shots of promethazine Weightin’ that work in that triple beam Working
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