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

I ain't been here in a
Cut the off I feel fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their wrong
Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature on
O D.
O. D. Everybody know me, even fans that them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls love me Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a glass the X. O. in
I did want one niggas to say that I'm not the same
Pick a road cause where you drivin is not a
And rest in to Pimp C life is not a game,
Taking over the world no pinky just a lotta
He to send them the shit that I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have 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 grown I'm living in this elevator alone
I'm up so high I'm never down and you say you got them hoes but they never coming round
I got pent house walls I high above your ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But moneys (Her)
Cause money's (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 can't help but survive
when I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive...

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

O.D. O.D know me

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

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

It's

O.D. O.D know me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life somebody please the weed
So if I comatose tonight you have to ask for refer
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 Fame and it's all up in my
suppress the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the yes duplex living like I'm Hugh Heff
Every other night I need a net for group sex
Leaving with a bruise neck I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a line this is new fax city take crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen
Sniff the horse of success and then let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the spot on my
First class known of the of the smoker life
Got me like a stoner, a but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy of I'm teasing every bum out
Hung out celebrities 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 I'm a O.D. so flip going to rehab

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
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

O.D. O.D everybody me