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    When i woke up this morning
    All i could think about was you
    Cause when i went to sleep last night
    All i could think about was you
    Adam and eve don't eat that fruit
    'best believe i'm a eat that boo
    Cause i'm the nigga that told them niggas
    That told them niggas, 'bout you
    Chuck the duce, while i'm ridin' through
    Tityboi i might sign a boob
    Your nigga hatin', tell your nigga that's hatin'
    That if he gettin some paper i might sign him too
    'best believe i'm just slidin' through
    Put your panties to the side let me slide through
    I can see you niggas from a side view
    I'm in and out the pussy, drive through
    White coupe, with the white rims
    I like to crack the top and let the light in
    You know she dark skin her friend light skin
    Put us together, and it's ice cream
    Sandwiches she can't manage it
    I know her man is sick, she can't handle it
    She need some time alone i told her call my phone
    And when she call my phone i did answer it

    K.o
    I'm gonna smoke till you niggas can't smoke no more
    Roll till your bitches can't roll no more
    K.o
    I'm gonna pour it till you niggas can't pour no more
    Blow till your bitches can't blow no more
    K.o

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    B-i-g
    Okay i'm in motion i'm rollin' and smoking
    And smoking and rollin' like i'm locomotion
    I'm walking outside and i'm causing commotion
    Got perp and champagne that's a real nigga potion
    I'm burnin' bread toastin' and joking
    Cause i went from veiws
    Of my moms house to views of the ocean
    Niggas talk shit, but that's free promotion
    I'm living my life like the end is approaching
    Man fuck these niggas with a passion
    I'm gettin' paid from the cradle to the casket
    My grandma said boy you need to read a bible chapter
    Till i bought her ass a house
    Bigger than the pastor's, hallelujah
    Your now fucking with a bad bitch connoisseur
    My ex-girl said man the fame caught up to ya
    Baby you don't still think about me, wet dream about me
    I swear you use to couldn't wait to k.o

    K.o
    I'm gonna smoke till you niggas can't smoke no more
    Roll till your bitches can't roll no more
    K.o
    I'm gonna pour it till you niggas can't pour no more
    Blow till your bitches can't blow no more
    K.o

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