[Hook]
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And If I fuck her, she gon' get attached
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Who invited all these Fuck Nigga's?
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Man shit ain't never smell this good
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Why them snakes tryin' to tongue kiss us?
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Way too cool to die young
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Way too young to die sober
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Way too cool to die young
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Way too young to die sober
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Sleepin' with a bad bitch, wake me up when it's all over
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I'm so tired of these Nigga's, wake me up when it's all over
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[Verse 1]
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Bitch come kill my time
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But bitch don't steal my shine
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I'm cooking up two quarters, bout' to get rich or die tryin'
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I got some killa's on my side, some kill up in my swisher
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All this hatin' drive me crazy, take the key out the ignition.
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Oh my god it feel like Coogi weather
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I lost my mind, but I got it back like groovy Stella
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Tell the hoes I got that Victoria Secret weapon
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I hope you live a double life cause' you gon' need an extra
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Me and my nigga's, we got bad bitches up in the pool
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Bad bitches up in the pool
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She gon' learn tonight, call that shit night school
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And life is a bitch on her cycle, delightful
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Got ho's on that powder, like Light Blue
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Nice move, now king me nigga, badass bitch, you seen me with her
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We on that, GT Vodka, straight out the bottle, genie nigga
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The difference between me and these nigga's, is
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I go hard and they go wrong
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She says "hit it from the back", I'm trying to leave that crack alone baby
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[Hook]
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And if she love me, Imma' love her back
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Who indicting all the tough niggas
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We smoke that Skunk that's always smelling good
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But why these snakes tryin' to tongue kiss us
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Way too cool to die young
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Way too young to die sober
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Way too cool to die young
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Way too young to die sober
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Sleepin' with a bad bitch, wake me up when it's all over
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I'm so tired of these Nigga's, wake me up when it's all over
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[Verse 2]
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Street sweepers and millimeters, AK's and skateboards
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Let them know we got beef for anyone who got a taste for it
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Real nigga to the bone, bristle
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Cocaine, like co cripple
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Heard nigga's been waitin' on me, well I might as well go and tip em'
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I'm smoking on that Hulk Hogan
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I call shots, you call forward
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I pimp my ride, my car's hoeing
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And all my bars be bar-coded
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These YMCMB stars glowin'
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Hate a ho nigga, like Anchovies
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My young bitch keep on snappin' on me, I told that bitch I ain't posing
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That pussy feel like a pot of gold
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The money old and the night is young
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All them nigga's keep talking shit
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I make you eat your words and bite your tongue
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And when the guns ring, I'm the ring leader
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Got those ho's on pens and needles
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I'm so high I left Earth
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And ran into Venus and Serena
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Get head like a mind reader
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You washed up, I'm the dry cleaner
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Don't worry about me, nigga I'm one-
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Hundred like a high fever
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Got pounds taking up closet space
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Guns all in my bitch crib
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Since all you nigga's fly now, bugs all on my windshield
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Uh
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And if she tense, then I'mma rub her back
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She alright, I think I fuck with her
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Man, I wish a motherfucker would
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I feel like a hockey puck nigga
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Way too cold to die young
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Way too young to die sober
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Way too cold to die young
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Give these nigga's a cold shoulder
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Sleeping with a bad bitch, another bitch when I roll over
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We fuck until we fall asleep, wake up and do it all over
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Uh
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D5
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What up 5?
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Kendrick
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What up 5?
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Don't Kill
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Lil' Wayne |