(feat. Plies)
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[Intro - Young Jeezy]
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[Chorus:]
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Why y'all trippin, I'm just fine
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Twelve forty five, 'bout that time
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Couldn't get it all week, time to unwind
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Drank like tank, blew my mind
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This shit crazy, way too packed
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Rosetti baby, waste two stacks
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Hottest thing in the lot, that there mine
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Can't spell sober, lose my mind
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[Verse 1 - Young Jeezy]
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I'm hearin' voices in my head think I'm schizophrenic
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I swear they sayin' lets get it from another planet
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Thirty six thousand times I'm doin' summer salts
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Do it right and you can leave ya whole summer off
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I'm out my mind, yeah a nigga seein' double ya'll
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Tell me what's the chance of jeezy fuckin' both of ya'll
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She sad as long as we can do it with ya ice on
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If that's the case we might as well leave the lights on
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I'm out my mind, just blew a thousand swisher sweets
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In my black and orange charger, call it trick or treat
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It ain't nothin' to a boss, my goons got goons
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House stupid dumb big, my rooms got rooms
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 2 - Plies]
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Guess what my momma told me, she hate my partnas
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Guess why she hate em though,
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'Cause all of 'em robbin'
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Fuck the police, 'cause all of 'em problems
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White girls fun, 'cause all of 'em swallow
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Why I ain't fuck her at the house, 'cause the bitch holla
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And where the pill man at, he need a blue dolphin
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All broke ass nigga, stop cock blockin'
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Security, I need help 'cause the bitch stalkin'
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A half fuckin' mill, that's what the whip cost me
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One-hundred dollars, that's what the pussy cost me
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And when the nigga start hatin', that's when the nigga lost me
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Fantastico, that's what the hoes call me
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[Chorus]
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[Verse 3 - Young Jeezy]
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Drop the top, no bra, got da titties out
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Mention my name and bring the whole city out
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Doin' what I do best, d-boy stuntin'
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New car, old money, d-boy stuntin'
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Step in cleaner then a new glock-40
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Nickname in the A, strapped up shorty
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You know my nerves bad, trigger like a toothpick
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Line wrapped around the corner, boy too big
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G-O, black shades and my black chains
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But if you wouldn't understand,it's a black thing
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You know we drink that rozay 'til we black out
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Wake up, drink some more, pass back out
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[Chorus]
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Lose My Mind
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Young Jeezy |