[Chorus:]
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Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
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We say "Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E
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(We got, we got)
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She cop it and she love to stay high
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Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time
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So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
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This is that bone bone bone, let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
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I got these bitches lookin' thirst' for a blunt
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This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month
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[Verse 1:]
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Started out as a little itty baby in this cold, cold world
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His poppa had a boy and girl, stressed her momma out
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Now she doin' drugs, movin' through the city streets
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Clean teeth, used to have them pretty feet
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Now she pretty weak from the drug use, fuckin' all them ballers for they cash
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There's war when I got pot to pass, flew 'em in
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Dolo in the crib, tryna fix suttim' to eat
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Tryna get suttim' that's sweet so we can sleep, "Don't lay on the sheets
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Momma, she be drippin' blood from the needle, in and out of veins
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This drug gon' bring you lots of pain, lots of range"
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Starin' out the window as my poppa wavin' by to me
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"Baby where the TV, why you lie to me"
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Ridin' we, gunnin' from my robberies, treatin' 'em like bitches from the past
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Stand on 'em as I watch 'em pass
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Watch that nigga dash like he in and out
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Carlo, he told me, "Wrap that package up and send it out"
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It's the first of the month
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[Chorus:]
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Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
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We say "Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E
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(We got, we got)
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She cop it and she love to stay high
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Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time
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So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
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This is that bone bone bone, let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
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I got these bitches lookin' thirst' for a blunt
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This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month
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[Verse 2:]
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They had a nigga sittin' in the can in jail wondering
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"What's life, I am done with' it, run with' it
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Baby you can be a star, won't you just ask Maxi B.
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Look at how I'm runnin' through they faculty", back to back with me
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Was my right hand, telling all my business in the street
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Said I got it from Dyckman lightning, pipin'
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Hot, we got burners, and them bundles, we can furnish
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Done seen niggaz get murdered, I can tell you more
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Pumpin' out the corner store, kept my little look-out in the front
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My dudes just moved 'em out the trunk
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"Million Dollar Baby Volume One and Two, I love it boo
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Classic like that G6 and I fucks with you
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Biggavell', I don't think you really know, how wavy you are
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You's a star", the fiends, I let 'em park my car
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Dippin' out the back when I see the Jakes
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She need a taste, chasin' that paper, she left a trace
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It's the first of the month
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[Chorus:]
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Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
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We say "Yo, what you need, we got D, we got weed, we got E
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(We got, we got)
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She cop it and she love to stay high
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Her money good, good, good, she smoke it time after time
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So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
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This is that bone bone bone, let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
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I got these bitches lookin' thirst' for a blunt
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This not ordinary day in the hood, this is the first of the month
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[Verse 3:]
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My grandma passed, I really miss her, couldn't go to the funeral and kiss her
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In the cell I was staring at her picture
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She never liked my way of life
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Told me I would pay the price, ridin' on my foes got me glidin' on these hoes
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Feelin' like some other type of nigga
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"Come and fuck with the Bigga, we can live it up
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One day I'm gon' give it up
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Be a family man and settle down with a wife and kid"
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"Nigga you so triflin'
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Nigga don't be tryna spit that righteous shit, you ain't but a bitch
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And baby I don't like that shit
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Staying out late, tryna come home when you want
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Tryna come and roll a blunt, tryna come and go for what
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You ain't really wanna be my man, Max, damn, Max
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Baby you best to stand back, I can't stand that
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Every time you get around your friends you be, startin' yo' shit again"
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On the first of the month
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[Chorus:]
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Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
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We say "Yo, what you need, we got D, we got w |