I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup
Hopefully you luck up with your asking whos who and whats what
Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips
Whats it like when you fuck chicks with nice figs
Right car with the wrong thang
Fifth wheel on the back just hang
Our minds to heavens gates
High: that's why they call us planes
Then your crew whats up with the world today
I make forty-some dollars a day
Fucked around and messed with the wrong stranger.
I'd rather you tell me to hit you later
I know whats right and wrong, sometimes can be raspy or rough
I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love
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