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Baby

Birdman

2002

Never got married but I'm lovin' Ms. Gladius
Birdlady in that brand new Caddy
I'm a boss nigga
Nothin' less, two boats no cost nigga
Fly nigga hold your

Face Facts

Kottonmouth Kings

High Society

2000

customs
AKA D-Loc, E-Loc's little cousin
Don't be mad, be glad, tell your dad
'cause I be spittin' rhymes you never knew I even had
(??) (into

countin' it as much as I do
Eatin' everybody's food
That's rude I should unbutton my suit
Gluttony sinner, custom cutlery when I dine for one
No semester

Why people got time to be all these making jokes
Or be feeding lies shove it down people throats 

I be sitting front row in my own damn boat
Real name

going for the tour though 
I can't fuck around 
Simple bonjour to my old hoes 
Wavy like a boat load 
With coke in them
Expensive tastes like coach denim

the minority
You're right save them is not a priority
They profit of the system, impose their old customs,
Constantly need assistance, disturb your own cultures

the semi
Hon I'll be home late and if I don't come get out 

Look I'm a road warrior this is a cold story 
Put it on trains put it on planes put it on boats

what you custom to
I'm still over you
This what them bosses do
A kitchen Heat flow But I'm really just cooking food
I Can't ,believe everything you see

Sitting in the sun with an ice cold head
Confusion loaf set aside for an afternoon
Make my way through a crowd of empty faces
Custom built life

emotions and kneel despite the noises
Coping with the stress and the depression hard to focus
Hoping that the load don't get exposed by customs boats

to think that that's a little gross 
But now I see her right at the end of the show 
Call her lil boat cause I leave her soaked

Do it for my niggas in

alabaster
I cut the chatter
We at the afters
Smoking cabbage
Trying to manage our ever afters
I been the captain
I drive the boat
No mapping
I'm on the curb

and the sand 
On her fresh wet varnish 
Was the reflection of my eyes 

I keep moving along with the world 
Customs agents wanna search my boat 
Its cool if they

wanna drive the boat
She aint got no patience

Cool breeze on ocean front 
We caloda tasting 
No time moderation 
Big blunt
Like what's that bakin 

Red

girlfriend to marry me
I'll buy a house, and a boat, and a car and then I'll be donating to charity
I just don't wanna go outta control to the point where I go

custom now to not win 
Winding up with nothing is nowhere that I've been stuck in 
Staying busy, paddling this boat until it's sunken 
Something sinister

a him jump rope
I'm in the crib with a blue robe
662 want gun smoke
Was by the river in a tug boat
Big tractor but the motor broke
Play with me bitch it's

I got myself a new boat! Yeah
You can tell that it’s mine
I slapped a sticker on the side
And oh does that baby float
And if I'm lucky the waves

Custom top droppin’ on these hoes
Feeling like Luda, droppin’ bows on ‘em
Rose above, nothing like before
The foes involved, shadow helped me grow
They

passports, and travel the world for free
With so many stateless, so many damned
Safer in a boat, than living on the land

So maybe I'll hop a cargo ship,

chers
New resolution on new year's
Big Dimoands in both ears
New tattoo say no fearz
I Speed shift i float gears 
New boat meet me at the pier 
Auto pilot

get a lump sum if I can get her through customs

So bring the cake, we gon' swing outta state

I'mma make you dream when you awake

Yo Loon, sing

on an old frame
Candy paint, custom plates it's a southern thang

Most don't understand it

But that ain't our problem
Rocking golds and we got them

like e'eryday
We on the grind for the shine and we gon' get paid
Spent a mill' on the wheels custom wit' the navi'
2 of the same whips we doin' it big