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I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar All my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta ⠀ Switch my whip, came back in black I'm startin' sayin', "Rest in peace to Bon Scott" Ayy, close that door, we blowin' smoke She ask me light a fire like I'm Morrison Ayy, act a fool on stage Prolly leave my fuckin' show in a cop car ⠀ Shit was legendary Threw a TV out the window of the Montage Cocaine on the table, liquor pourin', don't give a damn Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in ⠀ Sayin', "I'm with the band" Now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up from my pants Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend Ayy, I've been fuckin' hoes and poppin' pillies Man, I feel just like a rockstar Ayy, ayy, all my brothers got that gas And they always be smokin' like a Rasta Fuckin' with me, call up on a Uzi And show up, man them the shottas When my homies pull up on your block They make that thing go grrra-ta-ta-ta Dude, your girlfriend is a groupie, she just tryna get in ⠀ Sayin', "I'm with the band" Now she actin' outta pocket Tryna grab up from my pants Hundred bitches in my trailer say they ain't got a man And they all brought a friend
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