| The adventures of that Scoop Deville
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| The adventures of that Scoop Deville
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| Scoop! |
| Why these tracks so danky?
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| Why my tree so stinky?
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| Why the fuck am I posted up
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| With that thick bitch not too lanky!
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| Why the hell she wanna thank me
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| When we do that hanky panky?
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| Cause she know it’s real and not janky
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| Some of these squares just can’t be
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| Let me introduce game one on one
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| When it comes to getting saucy.
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| Paul Wall still love the boss
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| Still the PU you just so bossy!
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| Get that solid dope, nigga say it’s not
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| Showing out in the parking lot
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| Bash you got your helmet missing,
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| Yeah, I cause I drop top a lot!
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| Chop a block, chop a slayer
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| Toss the keys of that valet
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| Fuck VIP, we owners, nigga
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| Smoking on some of that Cali!
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| I got that dress code in force
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| But not for me and my clicka
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| Ball caps and all that
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| Waitress from Costa Rica!
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| You know I’m pulling up in some way,
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| We on the way!
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| I got the sip, I got the zip,
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| Now tell me, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| SNOW WHITE! |
| huh!
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| Let’s get faded
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| Forty ounces, and some J’s in
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| Took a sip, while we waiting
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| For the night to fall and we blazing.
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| Got the cookies going ham in the back
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| Riding on clean new plates intact
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| Got the whip murdered out
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| Even the rims match
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| Mat kit on that body
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| And everything on that bitch
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| Got 'em all like, uh, uh
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| Snow-white came up
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| Like how the fuck?
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| Must have been luck!
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| I’m like nuh uh! |
| I hustled up!
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| I’ve been slanging tapes since the wake and bake
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| Better know that I paid my dues
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| I’m a have you know I ain’t half the hoes
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| To go toe to toe with these dudes!
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| Look, I’m Cali made and I’m Texas paid
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| Mexicana on point!
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| I’m working days, and I’m working late
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| So at night better pass that joint!
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| Young chick hanging with the boys
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| So we’re popping bottles and sipping
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| I’m making money with OGs
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| And I ain’t got no time for these bitches!
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| You know I’m pulling up in some way,
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| We’re on the way!
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| I got the sip, I got the zip,
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| Now tell me, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Here come the dolo
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| Here come the dolo
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| Here come the dolo
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| Here come the dolo
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| Paul Wall
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| Here come the dolo
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| I pull up with a bag of California finest hay
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| Got swishers sweets, Garcia Vegas
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| And backwards I don’t play!
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| I get high every day
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| Gotta go out there and get it in every way
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| My cup cold, my neck froze,
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| My drink muddy as a mother made
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| Let me know if you’re down the blaze
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| Got satellite Kush rolled up for days!
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| 3.5 that’s minimal wage
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| Blow a few P in a couple of days
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| AP, 28 to purp. |
| I’m a run that back in a couple of plays
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| Don’t read me wrong, I’m on a different page
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| If you wanna get high, I got a couple of ways.
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| You’ll still be high in a couple of days
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| Don’t plan on coming down, coming down
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| Super throwed like Clayton Kershaw standing high on that mountain.
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| If you’re down with the get down,
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| Then go get down when I pass that thing round
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| When I pass by, get double looks
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| Cause I’m smelling like a pound
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| Getting faded, if you’re down the roll
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| Let me know, got smoke on deck
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| Got a two in a big blue
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| You can hop on in if you’re working neck
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| That ew wee, have you feeling good
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| You’ll love that Kush get tripping!
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| I’m gonna go and get that check
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| Pulling that, get that, I’m a get my mind correct
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| You know I’m pulling up in some way,
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| We’re on the way!
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| I got the sip, I got the zip,
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| Now tell me, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze!
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| Let me know, who wanna blaze! |