Drinkin ciroc out of the bottle
Don’t wanna have me then somebody will
With nothing but a bottle of skin lotion and barney posters,
Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years
You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king
They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining
Ponder, just grow a fondness for a bottle of open barnacles
Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols
Im over 21 cus i always bust
Don't know her name those ain't really important
Cus they got a murder fetish and a lion's bite!
Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side
What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique
Wives rack with a bottle of jack . this is my air youre breathing, so keep
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
Cuz im stackin the money i got a bag of that sunny
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