[Aqualeo]
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Give it up u cant see what I see don¡¯t strang
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U focasin¡¯ to hard they say only i contain
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All I need is da fire sweet and sip purple lane
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And den meet dat boy and fever fever throw flames
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Considerin dat ma compation of all lanes
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In dis whole industrie thang is just all games
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ma scoop stays focused even at a far range
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i see it all even if it a small change
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fever rappin this start stay it always
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home of tha ball fase and da scare face
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home of tha well known sippin tha barre kaze
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and if u rommin tha streets u flippin on crome blaze
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i gotta rap for ma city cuz they act like tha A-trial
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Harsh instead of big lacs on skates
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With them costumized plates and the music real slow
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Ain¡¯t no fallers here agreein¡¯ the only haters we role
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[Chorus]
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Sure as I live, I know Imma die
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So Imma sip every day N get high
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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So you better get yours, coz Imma get mine
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Imma get ya for yours when I¡¯m outgettin¡¯ mine
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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[Paul Wall]
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- Swisha house, Paul Wall, Aqualeo ?
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I¡¯m coming straight out of the city of grain grippers and drank sippers
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Candy paint drippin¡¯ of the frame when we lane switchin¡¯
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We eased dressed buyin¡¯ dozen in that purple stuff
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Grippin¡¯ that 16 Luke gone of that puff puff
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I¡¯m from the home of the screw tapes that chop-chop
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Rear end and trunk poppin¡¯ lil¡¯ mammies that tell ur pop
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But I don¡¯t blame ¡®em, if you broke you lazy
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Coz one way or another I¡¯m gon get my baby
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That boy fever got patrone and price just got the dro¡¯
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Gon pop the seal open in this power of foe
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I¡¯m sippin¡¯ on that texas teeth, that ??, that drank
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We bank take lill¡¯ bank in the home of the candy paint
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It¡¯s the swisha house, Paul Wall, Aqualeo
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Sittin¡¯ sideways still tippin¡¯ on them 84¡¯s
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I¡¯m in the slab slidin¡¯ off like a hockey puck
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Trunk pop swingin¡¯ with a full white cup
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[Chorus]
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Sure as I live, I know Imma die
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So Imma sip every day N get high
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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So you better get yours, coz Imma get mine
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Imma get ya for yours when I¡¯m outgettin¡¯ mine
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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In this game of life I¡¯m rolin¡¯ bad gettin¡¯ high as I pray
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Thanking the lord I¡¯m blessed to see this sky today
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Smoke blows in the wind as I feather flowin¡¯ the brease
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I¡¯m blowin¡¯ a twin, sellin¡¯, feelin¡¯ as high as the trees
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The sun is shining, and the girls are looking so good
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Flossin¡¯ the chrome, you know a player stays grippin¡¯ wood
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I love this season, coz Imma stay squeezin¡¯ on daisy dukes
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Sellin¡¯, smokin¡¯ and drinking so much that it makes me puke
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Me and people Las Vegas high poppin¡¯ on maze
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Listin¡¯ to heftin¡¯ feelings walk hard on these days
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Anyway, upgrading the stress, the purple haze
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Speakin¡¯ of purple stuff, my city¡¯s gone on that purple praise
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Now I¡¯m feelin¡¯ lovely, coz the women they love me
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Kiss me and hug me while a haters grill bein¡¯ mugmy
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Plots they slug me but the hate and feelin¡¯ won¡¯t bug me
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Life and thug me up, only god can judge me
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[Chorus]
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Sure as I live, I know Imma die
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So Imma sip every day N get high
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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So you better get yours, coz Imma get mine
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Imma get ya for yours when I¡¯m outgettin¡¯ mine
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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[Bridge]
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If you wanna go where I gone
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Then you will have to be where I¡¯ve been
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Have to see what I saw
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Have to feel what I felt within [2x]
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[Chorus (2x)]
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Sure as I live, I know Imma die
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So Imma sip every day N get high
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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So you better get yours, coz Imma get mine
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Imma get ya for yours when I¡¯m outgettin¡¯ mine
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La-la-la-la-la-la-la [2x]
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Sip N Get High
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| Paul Wall |
