The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back
You’re the plastic, i’m the passion and the magic in the air
And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere
Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the
Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga
We have nothing in common
The bigger the the fun
Ripped the gown around the blouse,
Hundred k in twenty-two hours
Your the boat without the paddle
As i light one for ill will
Hey, you right there
The trigger or the chair
The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,
Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag
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