[Intro]
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Hey turn the music up
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It sound like I¡¯m loud as fuck and the music¡¯s not
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I don¡¯t like that
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[Verse 1]
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I am sippin¡¯ on that lean, don¡¯t bring me no bottles hoe
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I make it rain so hard, flowers grow, Hollygrove
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Four baby mamas, no baby mama drama
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Bad bitch at home sleepin, I go home and sleep behind her, uh
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Shout out to my weed man, shout out to my lean man
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I¡¯m sittin¡¯ on these muthafuckin¡¯ millions like a beanbag
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Fuck you, don¡¯t judge me, drug me then love me
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Eat me some pussy when I got the munchies
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I¡¯m trippin¡¯, tell Pippen, to beam me up Scottie
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Got pounds of that kush watch me go on a diet
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That¡¯s no lie, I¡¯m so high, you pussy ass niggas Massengill
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I got them yellow xanax, I slipped on a banana peel
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Trukfit t-shirt, blunt dipped in syrup
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Pass that weed around like some fuckin¡¯ hors d¡¯oeuvres
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Man I¡¯m shit faced and your bitch facin¡¯
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She high too, fuckin¡¯ right
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My number one F-A-N, you know what that mean, Fuck All Night, ugh
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Yeah, I¡¯ma let that breathe
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Let that breathe
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[Verse 2]
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Uh, nigga I fucked that bitch that¡¯s with ya
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And she send me naked pictures
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If I was you I wouldn¡¯t kiss her, you know why?
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You know why, yeah, uh, now all my bad bitches say word
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You ain¡¯t never jocked no nigga, you ain¡¯t never sweat no nigga
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Yeah, you don¡¯t want none of these niggas
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Bitch, I ain¡¯t one of these niggas, ho
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I be doin¡¯ my own thing, red bone with a tongue-ring
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We get home and she go straight for that head, gun range
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Fuck your feelings I¡¯m feelin¡¯ me, you want real? That¡¯s real as me
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Mask on, trick-or-treat, my sign say ¡°Dick for free¡±
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All my homies ride or die, all my bitches ride or die
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I look her pussy eye-to-eye then suck that muthafucka dry
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Yes Lord
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Yeah and she say ¡°Yes Lord¡±
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Yeah, Dedikation 4, hoe
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Scoob in this bitch with me?
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No Lie Remix
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Lil' Wayne |