[Chorus]
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I got my head up high and my windows low.. geeked I don't know which
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Way to go baby I'm so blow'd.. blow'd blow'd
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And if its me and my dogs we just ridin through the town checkin our
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Traps makin our rounds.. gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd
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[Verse 1]
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I wake up every mornin wit money on mind, gucci on my body, diamonds
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On my time, on the phone transcating heard that you ain't wasting mine,
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My time I hit the trap and get back on my grind.
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For a duce and a sprite in a stirofoam cup, purple cushin in my blunt
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Smoke my newport to the but, what you know,
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Wat you know bout dat ridin round smokin traxs while I'm droppin off
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Them packs, gettin money in the streets man that is not an obsticle,
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007 Mr. mission impossible
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Man I got a vato who's got blocks of the blanco..and get em by the
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Quatro but get em off pronto.
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I got my head up high and my windows low.. gekked I don't know which
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Way to go baby I'm so blow'd.. blow'd
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And if its me and my dogs we just ridin through the town checkin our
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Traps makin our rounds.. gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd
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[Verse 2]
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Everyday I'm hustlin like the damn song, geeked up like look which
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Planet should I land on, money don't grow on trees but shawty lumble on,
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Mr cut the check man you don't see the numbers off.
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I hear everytime they see I be sittin up high shades on my eyes everytime
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I ride by so blow'd blow'd..
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Hood like blik I ain't got shit else to do but get blow'd n get money til
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My face turn blue.. yea the lawyers paid off where da case went to.
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I got a bitch on my side where her face went to..
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[Chorus]
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I got my head up high and my windows low.. gekked I don't know which
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Way to go baby I'm so blow'd.. blow'd blow'd
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And if its me and my dogs we just ridin through the town checkin our
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Traps makin our rounds.. gettin blow'd blow'd blow'd
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So Blowed
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Gorilla Zoe |