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(Verse 1 C.O.D. DecaturboyMusic) I got addicted to Dusse, at my brother wedding He a baller, he was pouring that shit like it was water He got married, to dis lil cool chic from Florida Her daddy cool too, we all got the same alma mater Let me get back on subject, drop the bass Just took me 3 blunts to the face cnd it ain't my birthday, but got my face in cake cnd today I think I'm feeling red velvet taste c Smoke a lil weed, sip a lil drank Make a lil money, take it to the bank Keep a lil cash, hide it in my stash cnd never throw stones, cause this house was built from glass Now my hands so clean, I could meet the Presi But I'd rather cop the Rolex with the icy Bezi But I'm still layin' low, I ain't copping flashy But I'm searching round for the perfect place to get tatted Said f*ck that shit, i'ma ink my pain Mr. Still don't give a f*ck if you don't know my name cnd the canvas bout to be, Michelangelo's David Hell a nigga might have to go and get a modeling agent (Hold Up) (Verse 2 C.O.D. DecaturboyMusic) It's a celebration! Party over here,  Blunts gettin lit, ridin' through the 6 Whippin' in my whip, wit a bad yella bit, who say she don't love shit She jus here for the life, shawty keep it real cnd I would cut her loose, but her pussy game ill cnd I ain't in my feelings, so as long as she ride stick She along for the trip Cold blooded nigga, wit a bit to match, clip to match Fam on savage, big brother first nigga handed me the ratchet cnd ever since then I been Learnt to clap it It got a trigger I can shoot it, steering wheel I'll drive it Wings I can fly it, bitch you fuckin' wit the pilot Ridin' round wit Leafa, smoking on the finest reefer Beatin' a KRIT love song, he wrote about his speakers! Just a nigga from the south, and I mean't that shit Catch me wit a 2-liter, prolly leant that shit Catch me wit a pack of Swishers, bouta green't dat bitch N I swear these guls love me, like they seen't that dick I'm a menace muthafuckas ain't fucking wit me The beat the cross over, flow like a pull up Three cye! cnd you don't wanna see me in post But Really I be layin' low, I let my hoes do the most Neyucca
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