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I used to go to school w/ a sub
Keep da money nice & neat for da plug
But it's still dirty
It's almost 4 in as morning
But it's still early
Babymoms
in the the club
Passing 1s like he Stockton
Bitches in the club
Turning up pussy poppin
Quarter passed 2 in the morning
When we walked in
Bitches in
5 or 6 over-vision and a pirate
That **** who ordered that quarter **** ain't even came by yet
Blew a whole **** of **** and I ain't even high yet
Chainsaw
My buddy Max was axed in the back by his wife Mrs. X
Sharp like a knife, she's exact, she never misses an ex
Speakin' of Mike Myers, it seems like
order a pie
Meet up in the morning at the corner at nine
Then party and bullshit till
A quarter to five
Yo in this struggle you
Gotta have Street Smartz
was frozen to the ground, it was so cold
Early Halloween morning when they found him
Thirteen jack o' lanterns surround him
Strange things that go on in
dude, I wake up early in the morning
Roll a blunt and tweet, up getting stoned
A real independent, I ain't even got a team
Everything you see me do, I did
gleaming so bright
You can see the first quarter moon in the daylight
Streetlights glowing so warm
It's practically marigold
Perfectly contrasted against
they gone by the morning
Finest form when I'm talking
I perform like I'm roaring
In the jungle when it's pouring
Am I a falling star calling
To my God
every night got colder on the corner
Good vibes since the early morning
With more time
She was still down for a quarter or 5
I'm run to you
And I'll run
Top of the morning we be on
Top of the morning we be on
Top of the morning we be on
We be on til' the sun goes down
Top of the morning we be on
We be
to keep her lookin' right
Thinkin' she could be Janet, if she took the knife
It's not a sin to be thin, she tryin' hard to fit in
Knowin' soon she'll be
happy hour
Blacked out off them whisky sours
Or find me at the Seabeck Saloon at quarter past quarter past two
I sit down on a barstool in a dive bar
into
The casket safe within the parapet sack is in the parapet pigs are out
And growling
Slaughter by the seashore see the lifeguard drowning sea is
twilight of ages, luscious and lovely and filthy with laghter, laconic giggles, ennui fort the passions, in order to justify most spurious desires, rectify
so good, I woke up the next morning and bought her a watch (hah)
Uh
A quarter million 'round my neck, hotboxing in a Lamborghini truck, yeah
Bust
Exacerbated by the fact that my syntax
Is highly complicated 'cause I immigrated
From the single greatest little place in the Caribbean
Dominican Republic! I
Click-clack with a Mac in a hummer
Get back on the gas with a gunna
10k a week quarter mill by the summer
Get back on the street like a runner
Get back
and so I like to be in bed by then
I must have read a while
The latest one by Marilyn French or something in that style
It's funny, but I had no sense
self-deprecating
Worthless chemistry
We made our beds to lie in them proud
Proud of our great mistakes
This warring knife, the flash of its blade
Turn
5 or 6 over-vision and a pirate
That **** who ordered that quarter **** ain't even came by yet
Blew a whole **** of **** and I ain't even high yet
imagine what I do for a quarter
Ain't no telling what I do for a dollar
Pop a nigga right in front of his mama
Son a nigga right in front of his daughter
what I do for a quarter
Ain't no tellin what I do for a dollar
Pop a nigga right in front of his mama
Son a nigga right in front of his daughter
Laying next to you, I got a flight in the morning
Got me questioning what I think is important
I can't even lie, think of you when I'm with her
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