Cools cuts, make his meat real lean
But i wear mine on my head, supreme
Miami nights, it was all a dream
And i sip on the lean
Drinking a forty ounce beer
I ain't hear you clear
For thinking you clean
Catch me with cup full of lean
Or just a fat ass lard
February cold as my heart
Guess i'll meet her right back at start
Your yard, full of pieces of lard
Pin drinking sway 2 touch
I created this image
You ain't never seen
Purple drank that gangsta lean
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