*featuring Lil' Flip
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[Chorus]
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I got them rainbow colors in my cup
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Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (Gettin Blowed)
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (I'm Blowed)
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[Verse One: Lil' Flip]
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Sippin on syrup cause I love to lean
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I'm high as fuck cause I'm puffin green
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And I got more enfedimines then Eckers and Walgreens
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I get high, as I park my, park my drop on the curb
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I'm smokin on that blueberry yeah I gots that good herb
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And when you come to H-town just hit me on the phone (Hello)
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And I'ma come and pick yall up and we gone smoke and zone (Where yall at)
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Cause you know I got that good weed and I got that purple drank
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Its one twenty for an eighth and two forty for a pint
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I got money in the bank so I ball like that
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Got 20's on my car, on my car like that
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Hit them all like that we ball like that
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I'll fuck yo hoe and wont call her back
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That's how we do it baby
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I gotta keep it real
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Oops my bad I'm like bumby I gotta keep it trill
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And I dont pop no pills
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I drop, I drop my trunk
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So you can see my neon light and hear them speakers bump (Boom-Boom)
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They call me Lil' Flip (Lil' Flip) I'm leanin to the left
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I'm like the yin-yang twin, sippin this sippin this syrup by myself
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[Chorus]
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I got them rainbow colors in my cup
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Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (Gettin Blowed)
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (I'm Blowed)
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[Verse Two: DJ Paul]
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I'm zoned up and seein double
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Plus everything that I seein is already double
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So that's like four of you motherfuckers
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I'm leanin like I'm standin in a muddle puddle
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And berry, berry, got me wantin a hashbrown ounce this ounce this huddle
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I let the seat back in my lac and take another sip
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Then screw the top off of my bottle take this blunt and dip
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Off in the syrup, my nigga ask me help me, help me for
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I said you really wanna get high then this here will serve
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What them girls really know about that yellow tuss, tuss
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Or them rainbow colors all mixed in a cup
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Thatll make your dick hard when you ready to fuck
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I bet your momma told you bitch you better not fuck wit us
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We some cool type niggaz, all we do is smoke
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And we sip on syrup, sittin on the front porch
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Till we get real dizzy fall down on the floor
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And if I get myself dippin, dippin on somemore
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[Chorus]
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I got them rainbow colors in my cup
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Jollyranchers man that shit be good as fuck
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (Gettin Blowed)
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That's that syrup motherfucker that's that syrup (I'm Blowed)
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Rainbow Colors
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