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the vision I'm 20/20 and my eyes lower than theirs I ride slower, supersize motor when you pull up they outside of the crib You outsiders, we in, we
lookin' like I had a ton of coke 'Cause I would never let 'em see me sweat See me stress, no even bet We was up twenty-four for that paper like CVS
truck same color as broccoli Acting like Tyson when he was twenty something Bitch seen the money and came, I call that money cumming Ask what's
on a goddamn floss Seems every nigga wants me to fall Oh well, landing on my car Forgiato wheel, let's keep it real Twenty years in the game, still makin'
now, don't want to see her face Blistered and burnt, can't hide my disgrace. Twenty-seven, everyone was nice. Gotta see 'em pay the price. See their
twenty of them things Young nigga hit the club with the twenty unchanged When Jay was beefing with Nas I was selling cocaine When Game was beefing with 50
side, you let it all slide But now your saying that you don't Wanna be a sixteen year old girl, aah But you don't want to turn twenty-five You never
after its nest Twenty-three miles we've covered today So, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away, whip-crack-away The wheels go turning round,
a fool when you see her in the club It's like me and my money, can't stay away Together, twenty-fo' hours a day Real love but can you tell if it's real?
a three eyed Siamese cat looked like The face of the enemy And the crowd let out such a shudder As they lined up file and rank Starin' at a twenty foot
night I came in at 2 with a 10 But at 10 I woke up with a 2 I've got 20/20 vision when I ain't drinking But lord when I do I lose I ain't never gone
the big oak tree Go way over yonder' hide behind the big oak tree Ain't nobody gonna play the game, but you and me Now, ten, twenty, twenty-five, thirty
a hundred-and-twenty-first proof Fool usea deuce-deuce of some Genuine, Draft I'm genuine, like Vinny's whinin all about cash Cash, cash, so indeed I got the weed
every song I ever sing Summer, Winter, Autumn and Spring And were there more than twenty four hours a day They'd be spent in sweet content dreaming
to see six figures or more Whether rappin' or pimpin' hoes I'm high capping the gold And I know I made them boys sick when I popped up on twenty four's
all your friends, and they'll come running to me Here is the main thing I want to say I'm busy twenty four hours a day I fix broken hearts, I know I
dice game got my win on About a G and a half is what I come with But twenty five G's is what I left with *?Teatley?* was the word I heard I went deep in
It was twenty bad hoes in my It was twenty bad hoes in my It was plenty bad hoes in my hotel suite, yeah Plus my whole clique so that's like two
kinfolk Call it what I'm living like the high life Only if he knew what I had to do to keep my mind right I tell you I got 20/20 hindsight See it in
Nasty I'm a king bitch, give a nigga a wipe down Twenty four inches, I'm rolling on chrome my niggas are smoking on that loud Bitches try to flauntin',
cancelled on me Said something else popped up But I can't get with my ex now 'Cause her ring finger all rocked up, damn, No one likes you when your twenty
than a frat house nigga Doper than the crack house nigga (dtraight up) 20/20 Lambo, new edition Gotta hit two gears just to back out, nigga (La Flame)
in the trench with my niggas and I know the feeling to see 20 million Funny money niggas counterfeit I could tell you ain't been around the shit
siempre con chavo y pila de mujeres Me importa un carajo si tú no me quieres Yo ando en RD con los verdaderos y con to' los poderes En el 4/20, aquí es
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