[WIZ KHALIFA]
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Shades on, polo white t,
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Me leavin' here alone that's unlikely
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Not a stoner bitch but she like me
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Tryna get that final cut like Spike Lee
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I check them ho's, direct them ho's, Take em home and let them ho's Go
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About they fantasies, they poppin' pills I'm rollin' weed
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We been got a couple bad bitches overseas
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Out the back this ain't no tax
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When I'm shoppin' and my bag filled with options so don't ask
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What it cost, I'm in the maserati coupe going so fast
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That I lost her and my bitch gots so much swag
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That these bad bitches on this, ah... ki-killing ya'll pow blahh dead get a
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Cofin
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[BIG K.R.I.T.]
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Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo
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Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo
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One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater
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Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her
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You will never have her so you could never keep her
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Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono
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[BERNER]
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Bust a couple benz, blow a hundred fast (a hundred cash)
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I just made a hundred off a fifty bag
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Where dem bad asian bitches holdin' down my city at
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Where dem girls from the eight with that pretty face
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Round thing yeah I'm on that loud thang
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Pop another bottle shootin' corks at the crowd dang yeah,
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I'm a stunna but nah, I ain't baby though
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Young do, with the lazy flow
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Watch all these ladies go
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Crazy when I pull up right beside em
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I do a buck 30 yeah, I'm just in the flyin'
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I smell like dirty money plus it's cookie that I'm lightin'
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Big buckets full of ice with bottles on fire inside em, uh
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Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo
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Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo
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One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater
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Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her
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You will never have her so you could never keep her
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Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono
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[BIG K.R.I.T.]...
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Kush it up in right there, way you send the messages
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Talkin' bout a night care
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She tell you she like...
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You tell her you might...
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She pretend you she a jam, really you quite well
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She just bought a nice bed
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Wrist game, ice pad, prada clutch, price tag,... put her in the game
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Cause you hope that she a high bid
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So you can go along on the beat, catch a spike there
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You could never wife that, never ever pipe that good enough to make her
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Settle down, she ain't like that
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Punch a nigga in the mouth, yeah nigga fight back
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ROll a nigga weed up, ask him ask him where da light at
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Call it Yoko Ono, ono, only ride solo, solo, solo
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Mission for the dodo, dodo, dodo
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One look in her eyes, she'll eat you alive, she a man eater
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Scheme man diva, she might of believe cuz you could never leave her
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You will never have her so you could never keep her
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Trippin' on the next man he can't have her either I call it Yoko Ono.
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Yoko
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Wiz Khalifa |