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wanna look into your eye
And tell that your my type
By the ocean the waves are high
I wanna look into your eye
And tell that your my type
You're the pot

accustomed to niggas who lie. Eat by the pot sleep by the pot, shit by the pot you should be in the pot. One thing about G, G got a plot, a grand scheme to get

Trippy ziggurat smoking up my pot
I ain't talking clay
Been sipping bombay
Trippy ziggurat
Flying up with king tut
Taking shots now
Just up now
Now fly by

tryna say
Bitch
I ain't got all night
Mhmmmm
Lookin like a pot of gold
No rainbow
See me drivin by
They yelling bingo
Gettin to this bag
You know how this

Life til the next life (Yeah)
Raw Creation always with the vibrations
Uh, swung by on the car phone, niggas lookin'
Six pots on the stove, everybody

nylon with the off-white kit
Cartier, GLE by the grit
Momma state to state for pot to piss
Dyin rich
Yea I
Yea I swear wit
I done fell in love but im I'm

Blicked up in the club and she like damn
I had tried to put my wrist up in the pot froze my damn hand
I'm in Eliantte tryna get my dick sucked by

it lose control.
Playing by your rules till MY digging gets the pot of gold
Santacruz Boy, finna rock what you couldn't own 

Turn up at your function.

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Lil Wayne

The Best of the Block

Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get

Gdy zmęczone dłonie drżą krew smakuje niczym stal
Wiedz że siła zaczyna się tam gdzie kończy strach
Słony pot zalewa oczy a twój wróg nie czysto gra

Budzisz się w krzyku z płaczem pośród krwi
Ze spermy Ojca krew z Matki krwi
A później jest niewiele lepiej gdy już wyjdziesz
Za drzwi domu by nie

Product of the dope game
Mama wanted no pain, papa wanted Cocaine
Papa smokin' pot over the pot, over the stove flame

Dollar short from

heart, by feedin' all her friends
I was blessed by that chef from the stars 
So very blessed by that chef from the stars

The kitchen's empty, her pots

a lake in the woods like Jason
I be going step by step
You be still stuck on the pavement
New potion in the pot i'm making 
You dont know about my creation

Stack it up stack it up 
Stack it up like dominoes
Point it out with an x 
Hunt it down like a pot of gold
What I'm on is way better
Came up now I'm

claim it's a melting pot ya skin black 
You dead on the spot switch up culture 
And let it rot behind curtains it's fuckin bots yea
Year of 97 born in

dog u tej starszej pani co sprzedaje je z warzywami
Za 3 złote bułka z błotem bułka z błotem

Masz wypisane na twarzy dosyć
Na dłoniach pot

hot pass soup for pot

Oya
Baby o
Jowo o
Oya dance for the bobo o
I go kolombi you for your domot
Girl you hot pass soup for pot

If them no let us

Znowu lipiec, trzysta stopni
Spod kapelusza cieknie pot mi
Nawet sama nadzieja na deszcz się topi
Helios, typie, weź odpocznij
Znowu lipiec, trzysta

whom you can't love
Never mind the haters
I'll be your advocator

Wherever you go
I'll follow close
Near or far
I'll ride the rainbow
To the pot of gold

don't have a job by the time you're 30. 

I smoked pot. I carry, I smoke pot. Oh yeah. Now I don't. I take gummies to wind down because you see I'm amped

the whistle
I'm hot like the flame off the griddle
Got pot by the strain it's medicinal, aye
They flocking for fame but it's fictional
Drop in my drank imma sip

body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans

Motion it's a lot of it
Looking for dope it's a pot of it
Nigga want smoke it's a lot of it
Xotti straight out the bow it's a lot of it
A lot of it