[Verse 1:]
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Yeah
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I'm a put my shades on
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Uh
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I live it up like these are my last days
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If time is money, I'm an hour past paid
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Ughh, gunpowder in my hourglass
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Niggas faker than some flour in a powder bag
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Yeah, I put it down like my hands hurtin'
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I'm on a natural high, but I land perfect
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Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters
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But I put up a wall, and they just wallpaper
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So love or hate me, I stay hate-free
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They say we learn from mistakes so that's why they mistaking me
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I got some weight on my shoulders, to me it's like feathers
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All hail Weezy, call it bad weather
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I stick to the script, I memorize the lines
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Cause Life is a movie that I've seen too many times
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You're on the outside looking in, close the blinds
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And they say never say never, but fuck it never mind
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I've been gone too long
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True or false, right or wrong (ha ha)
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Hello Weezy, welcome home
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[Hook:]
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Yeah
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And I'm a
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Blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my money growing, no matter where you're goin'
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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I'm a blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I-I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my money blowing, don't matter I got more and
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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[Verse 2:]
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Stunna, I got em, I'm back on them bitches
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All about my riches, my name should be Richard
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Cut the bullshit out, I'm Edward with the scissors
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Life is a choice, and death is a decision
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Times have changed, but fuck it get a new watch
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I still got the vision like a line between two dots
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Young money's eating, the label getting fatter
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And yea, the tables turned, but I'm still sitting at em
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I'm a bad motherfucker, cause the good die young
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Everybody selling dreams, I'm too cheap to buy one
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Man when that cookie crumble, everybody want a crumb
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Shoot that hummingbird down, hummingbird don't hum yeah
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Big money, big money, deep pockets
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Money talks, and motherfuckers eavesdropping
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Bunch of bloods, you could call it blood clotting
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East side, My Piru Damu, I'm a
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[Hook:]
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Blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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I'm a blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I-I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my money blowing, no matter where you going
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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[Verse 3:]
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Light that Ashton Kutsher, I'm a limit pusher
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See y'all dead meat, and me I'm just a butcher
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I do it for the money, man I am such a hooker
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And freedom was my girl, until they fucking took her
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You could look into the future, it's right behind your eyelids
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But I don't wanna know, cause shit I like surprises (ha ha)
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Why that, why this, why you on that why shit?
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Motherfucker ask me why, I say YM
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Beach bum (yeah), call me ocean drive slim (bitch)
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Drop the top, look up and make the sky grin
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Young moola, (yeah) skinnies and some supras
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Belly of the beast till it pukes
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Motherfucker
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[Hook:]
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Blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my teeth glowing, I'm on my Deebowin'
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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I'm a Blunt blowin'
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Polo draws showin'
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I don't give a lovely motherfuck ass nigga
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With my money blowing, no matter where you going
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You don't need a bus pass, for me to bust yo ass nigga
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[x3:]
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I've been gone too long
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True or false, right or wrong
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Hello Weezy, welcome home
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It's young mula, baby
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Young mula, baby
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Bitch I've been gone too long
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True or false, right or wrong
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Hello Weezy, welcome home
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Blunt Blowin'
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| Lil' Wayne |
