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And I'm a leave on one more
One more note
It's like this... at him

I ain't been here in a
Cut the lights off I feel right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on to let them know their foresights wrong
this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my girls love me like Seth Cohen,
So get a get a glass pour the X. O. in
I did want one these niggas to say I'm not the same
a road cause where you drivin is not a lane
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky just a Brain
He bout to them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You could have predicted I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of judgment is a officially
Up into the air all the smoke from the is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm I'm living in this elevator zone alone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them hoes but they never round
I got pent house walls I stay above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And over (Bitches)
But over (Her)
money's under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go it's jus I prefer
And do not disagree with me best you jus concur
I'm a legend with a legacy that help but survive
Even when I die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P P Peep
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no Travie high on again... (Wow)
like I swallowed a whole bottle of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like violins
In my best the pesmote enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when every is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
with a superlative use of syntax
And I gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without some xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my name is and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these beats is the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce stripes on my candy cane
Worn the other so for real without the candy brain
trooper like a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm livin bet I tell ya and dandy man
Check his vital they peeping off the meter man
I'm a live forever in Neverland Peter Pan
Fuck pulling the out
I'm a pull a Amy
Purple Rain with Mary Jane girls in my house... (My House)
Isaiah I'm a see ya I get there
Until then hold me down like it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I brought my from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P Peep
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
on the floor we good

It's

O.D. O.D everybody me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to on life somebody please pass the weed
So if I comatose tonight you won't have to ask for
If the things that I seen my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm cocky slave this Rocky chain
I got I got my cluttered with this bud
And this name of it is and it's all up in my blood
suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other night I need a net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck then I yell next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take this between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey what you mean) I'm fuck the queen
Sniff the horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my high on life... (Then dream)
Gotta catch the spot on my
First class known of the aroma of the smoker
Got me like a stoner, a zoner but nah never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out with from every drug house
So when you me say that I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green cash I'm a O.D. so going to rehab

And I'm so
I my niggas from the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P this
We got bottles over
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D everybody me