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Verse 1
'04- '04- '04, yeah,
Yeah
Eb
Yeah
F
C'mon
Verse 2
slump low with the seat back
With somethin' in the stash
Shit, my shit is touchin,
hungry hurry up need that
Tryin' to live right,
Perhaps I'll fold, maybe I won't
Go back to it like an old bitch I boned
'specially when he zoned
Let a nigga get foul like
these clowns ain't equal to I
Bitches feel me cause
Know what a chick want,
know what a chick need
Recognize the difference from a male,
and chicken feed
my neck is glistening
You in a slump cause you not listening
our keep
And never ever get more than the one
Verse 3
(We up) I be havin'
(We up)
(And I love it, and I love it)
go to sleep no more
(We up) I be havin' the illest dreams
Eb
son
(We up) Tell you about this
shit son
up)
Verse 4
And some nigga with a tec
come and wet my shirt
and them shits burn
I wake up sweatin,
holdin' my stomach cause it hurt
I'm dyin' of thirst
I gotta drink mad water just
to calm me down thirst
and get some rest
Then I can't get back to sleep,
right under my bed
I know that work,
cause I been practicin
nigga I'm nice wit it
Nigga motherfuck them dreams,
I'm real life wit it
guts an' all kinda shit
You invade my space,
I'm beatin' the case
yeah that's my kind of shit
Verse 5
I feel you my nigga
(We up) No doubt
glad we up man
(And I love it, and I love it)
that shit for us y'know?
(We up) Word up man
Eb
(We up) That's right
my nigga we up
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