Collecting Crystals Remastered
Boydizzle
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Moving so fast like a locomotive She is so loco, she don't know my motives Pouring up a Four Loko, she is so lit She looking just like Coco plastic tits I remember I was so broke, didn't have chips Now I'm out here on my pogo, doing backflips They ask me why I'm so dope, I told them practice Now I'm out here in my dojo, I know how to add kicks I made my whole album solo, y'all can't call me average I'm always on the go-go, y'all can't grasp this Might go get my own show, although I can't act this When I get that show though, I'm going to bone up on the actress She ain't no hoe though, she a bad bitch She go muy loco for the cabbage I'm not talking greens, I'm talking dough bro, no radish If she gold digger, that's a no-no, that's too much baggage Imma squeeze, twenty-one savage I use my words, I'm a loud mouth, that's always my advantage Smoking dope on Howe, about to go and do some damage Ah shit, I see the po-po, I'm about to Vanish I always stay on the low, I know I'm hard to manage This ain't even my home, although I'm going to leave you banished Eat with me, you going to choke, I'm going to leave you famished So if you f*ck with me, you know that's a no-no, god damn it I'm so hot, I'm wearing flip flops in December They ask me when this shit drops, I'll say forever If I had a chance to hit the tip top, I'd be a sender But most those people are lame, real hip hop is in the center I would never sign to no label Unless they had twenty M's spread out across the table I ain't telling tall tales, I ain't spitting no fables I'm plugged in with my talents, I got a charge, I ain't talking cables Two glasses of wine up on the nightstand Ass is so fine, I pull her hair while she jerk me with her right hand I don't got no time for one night stands But if you're mine, you stay by my side, you is my right hand And on the left side is my pistol Forty Five, Springfield, this shit is a fistful I use it for sport, but in my hometown I'm the official But I'm still that hippie motherfucker, smoking weed, collecting crystals But I'm still that hippie motherfucker, smoking weed, collecting crystals And I'm still that motherfucker that your girl dreams about She thinks about how my beard would feel while I eat her out All I need is weed and music, you can keep the clout Honestly, those are two things that I can't be without Get up on the mic and all I'm gonna do is scream and shout Out in Cali, I got so much drip, I can fix the drought Nor-Cal, born and raised, and that's without a doubt Smoking spliffs on Highway One, I take the scenic route I'm out here trying to make my family proud When it comes to life, that's the only thing that I have vowed I'm going to talk shit and I'm going to motherfucking say it loud Taking dabs while tripping balls, I call that a mushroom cloud I can't believe the things I have found Once I decided to stop fucking around Now this mountain kid has finally found his sound Feeling like a crystal because I came from the ground
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