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Yeah, I'm on the wave for real I put the press in the wood and light it Get in my way and I Suge Knight em I got a whole lot of dust on my Bible I'm on the coast in Malibu with it They wanna know just how I been livin Shopping inside of the Beverly Center What was her name? I barely remember I'm getting better with time you see only the real surrounding me You gotta really be down for me and willing to cross some boundaries I put the diamonds all in the face I'm on some diabolical shit Followin' me, keep up with the pace ain't got no time to sit in the rear Bitch, give me the light cut off them niggas I'm good with the knife I'm in the telly with somebody's wife we using KY jelly tonight I'm doin' good, I'm chillin, alright as soon as they try me then somebody die Get me some money and then I get high I came out of heaven, I fell out the sky Buying my woman some matching designer she run from the dick, but I'm right behind her I am a low-life and she is my highness all in the water, I need me a trident I go to war, you seeking asylum beef with me I carne asad them She got a face, all in some powder I hit a lick, the taste was sour Yeah, I'm on the wave for real I put the press in the wood and light it Get in my way and I Suge Knight em I got a whole lot of dust on my Bible I'm on the coast in Malibu with it They wanna know just how I been livin Shopping inside of the Beverly Center What was her name? I barely remember I'm getting better with time you see only the real surrounding me You gotta really be down for me and willing to cross some boundaries I put the diamonds all in the face I'm on some diabolical shit Followin' me, keep up with the pace ain't got no time to sit in the rear I give a f*ck about the law they all corrupt the system flawed They'll never take me alive again If I got it on me, I'm lettin' it off I got the bomb, I'm settin' it off stick out your head, I sever it off I'm in the basement with the Goonies call me Harbor Freight with the tooly Taking them thangs with you on the bus, get on the plane with this in your luggage I make it rain to see who gone rust, I'm not in love with her it's lust Coco Chanel-ing her flip-flops, whip up the dope till your wrist lock I'm on the way to some fame and fortune I am not making no pit-stops Yeah, I'm on the wave for real I put the press in the wood and light it Get in my way and I Suge Knight em I got a whole lot of dust on my Bible I'm on the coast in Malibu with it They wanna know just how I been livin Shopping inside of the Beverly Center What was her name? I barely remember I'm getting better with time you see only the real surrounding me You gotta really be down for me and willing to cross some boundaries I put the diamonds all in the face I'm on some diabolical shit Followin' me, keep up with the pace ain't got no time to sit in the rear
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