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[Verse]
I’ma unicorn in my city, pipin’ up (What)
Baby wanna fuck me ’cause she know I got hella bucks
Put that bih up on the bus, I told her get to buss
Got these hoes yeah, hoe fo sho
Hunnid a show and Ion’t even show
Baby wanna suck me yah, I got that pole
Baby wanna fuck me ’cause she know I’m gone
All these hoes fucking, yeah you know they fucking
All these hoes thotty, yeah you know they slutty
Southside nigga, keep that shit goin’
2900 got the pack blowin’
Bad bitch love me, fuck her in the morning
Hop up in the Rari, Young Carti moving
All my niggas shootin’, yeah nigga they scorin’
Fuckin’ on your bih, your bih too boring
Bad bih like to suck the dick
Bad bih like to suck the dick
Bad bih like to suck the dick
Bad bih like to suck the dick
Les go
Bad bih wanna suck the dick
Took a addy pill she done lost her shit
Put her on a jet she done lost her shit
I say boss out like chanel, i can’t worry bout bih
I like [?], where the lean i feel like hill b
Car i8, for the coupe
He gon pour that shit
Bih, bih i pour that bih
2900 red flaggin it
2900 with the gang with it
1600
1600
Yea we with the shit
Baby wanna suck me cause she know we lit
Im at interscope talkin bout i need some shit
Hunnit band
Hunnit band
Hunnit clique
Hunnid thousand ain’t shit, we ain’t worried bout shit
We ain’t worried bout shit
Pour the lean, pour the lean in the fucking lid
It got me lit
It got me lit
It got me fucking lit
These lame niggas they slow, man they got me bent
Im a real nigga (yuh)
Sitting in a tent
All my cars hit
All my broads hit
All my bad bitches love me cause im with the shits
And i love the clique, i lick it up i love the clique
Tatted on my neck, like a mexican
High school fresher than the freshman
Bad bih trying come and impress me
Cash cash cash cash yeah yeah

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[Intro]
220 get dressed up, jumped on a boat
Fuck with my locs
Breakin’ the bread

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
220 on the boat, here’s a toast to my folks
It’s a holiday, Crip, I’ma fuck with my locs
Get dressed, so fresh, big S on my chest
Now I’m feelin’ work, yellow Steeler shirt
501’s with the Stacy Adams tips
Picture a room full of Long Beach 20 Crips
Doin’ this, who in this? You in this? We in this bitch
Wish the dead homeboys was seein’ this shit
Neither, none, best 20 minutes or less
It’s a C-Walk contest, who do it the best?
Right your set with the feet, skip along to the beat
Represent your shit and bang out your street
For real though, king of the hill though
Run up on a nigga, you get popped like a pill yo
See I’m a dub motherfucker, and all y’all know
So if you’re with it, let’s get it 432-O, come on

[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Verse 2: Goldie Loc]
I got my ‘do dirt’ locs on, you better leave them gloves alone
Popped up on them blocks, [?]
15s rumblin’, carvin’ up the concrete
I go back like G-Man and SA double G, yeah
Doggie Dogg scooped a nigga up a long time ago
And said, “We gotta do this for the big 2-O”, you know
Let’s slap some dominos, and crack some bitches, cuz
Catch me yellin’ out (what?) Trick, I been the dub
This a hood day, nigga what a good day
Where them homies , hit him and tell him let’s parlae
Never outta [?] with I keep the line open
Meditatin’, contemplatin’ the way we grind on em’
Big beefin’ always told me always keep my crippin’ tight
This one goes out to goats, cuh, 20 crip for life
Never ever will I switch up
My colors black and gold, all the homies throw your dubs up

[Chorus]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Verse 3: Snoop Dogg]
I’m shootin’ like I just started
But I’ma walk up in this motherfucker cold-hearted
I know you niggas don’t see me as much as you’d like
‘Cause I’m out gettin’ money when I’m rockin’ the mic
I’m a long way from Locus Ave, my locas have
Been there with me through the good and bad
Know look, let me reminisce, and twist a fuckin’ blunt to spark
I got put on, ’84 at King Park
Shottin’ hoops with Charlie Mo and [?]
With the bumblebees, real east-side G’s
Then go to [?] and ball out for any black ass
And wait for all the bitches at Poly to get outta class
I’m poppin’ at ’em from a distant, but I’m persistent
That’s some 20 crip shit
See I’m a dub motherfucker and all y’all know
So if you’re with it, let’s get it 432-O, come on

[Chorus]
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

[Outro]
What up cuh
Happy 220 day to you my nigga
Yeah cuh
I’m just shittin’ out here my nigga, know what I’m sayin’?
Drinkin’ on this Miller Genuine Draft
Feelin’ real good, ye know I’m sayin’?
It’s hood day today cuh
Yeah, what’s y’all gon’ do cuh?
Shit, my nigga
Shit, the homies gettin’ together cuh
We gon’ fuck with the homies two times then
Alright I’ll be dressed in ’round 20 mins then cuh
Let me know the location
Ra, ra, rollin’, rollin’
In a minute cuh
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’
(Me and my, me and my niggas)
(Me and my, me and my, me and my niggas) We rollin’

(Hook)
I’m a unicorn in my city pipping up
Baby wanna fuck me cause she know I got hella bucks
Put that bitch up on the bus, I told her get to bussin
Got hoes yeah hoes fosho
Hundred for a show, I don’t even show
Baby wanna suck me yea I got it poured
Baby wanna fuck me cause she know I’m goon
All these hoes fuckin’ yea you know they phony
All these hoes got it yea you know they slutty
South-side nigga keep that shit goin’
2900 got the pack blowin’

[Verse 1]
Bad bitch love me fuck her in the mornin’
Hop up in the Rarri young Carti he movin’
All my niggas shootin’, young nigga they scorin’
Fuckin on ya bitch, ya bitch too boring
Bad bitch like to suck the dick
Bad bitch like to suck the dick
Bad bitch like to suck the dick
Bad bitch like to suck the dick
Let’s go
Bad bitch wanna suck the dick
Take it out the pants, she enlarge that shit
Put her on a jet, she done lots a’ shit
I see both sides like Chanel, I can’t worry bout bit
I’m like hold on, where the lean
I feel like a bitch, car got eight, for the coupe
Bitch gon pour that shit
(Woah, ooo, ooo)
Red, bih I pour that bih
2900 red flaggin’ it
2900 what it do with it?
1600, 1600 yeah we with the shits
Baby wanna suck me cause she know we lit
I’m at Interscope talkin’ bout I need some shit
Hunnid band, hunnid band, hunnid clip
100,000 it ain’t shit, we ain’t worried bout shit
We ain’t worried bout’ shit
Pour the lean, pour the lean in the fuckin’ lid
Got me lit, got me lit, it got me fuckin’ lit
Lame niggas they is slow, man they got me bent
I’m a real nigga yea, sittin’ in the tint
All my cars say it, all my broads say it, yea
All my bad bitches suck me cause I live the shit
And I love the clit, I lick it up I love the clit
Tatted on my neck like a Mexican
High school, fresher than a freshman
Bad bitch, shawty come impress me
Aye, aye, cash, cash, cash, cash yeah yeah

[Verse 1]
Mr. Tillman, good to see you again
There’s a few outstanding charges just before we check you in
Let’s see here, you left your passport in the mini fridge
And the message with the desk says here the picture isn’t his
And oh, just a reminder about our policy:
Don’t leave your mattress in the rain if you sleep on the balcony
Okay, did you and your guests have a pleasant stay?
What a beautiful tattoo that young man had on his face
And oh, will you need a driver out to Philly?
Jason Isbell’s here as well
And he seemed a little worried about you

[Chorus]
I’m feeling good
Damn, I’m feeling so fine
I’m living on a cloud above an island in my mind
Okay babe, don’t be alarmed this is just my vibe
No need to walk around
No, it’s not too bad a crime

[Verse 2]
Mr. Tillman, for the seventh time
We have no knowledge of a film that is being shot outside
Those aren’t extras in a movie; they’re our clientele
No, they aren’t running lines and they aren’t exactly thrilled
Would you like a regalo on the patio?
Is there someone we can call?
Perhaps you shouldn’t drink alone

[Chorus]
I’m feeling good
Damn, I’m feeling so fine
I’m living on a cloud above an island in my mind
Okay babe, don’t be alarmed this is just my vibe
No need to walk around
No, it’s not too bad a crime

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Verse 1]
Aye just might pull up
Make your bitches wanna ride (Hold up)
There’s too many bitches
Can’t decide (Hold up)
Let’s just hit the club and come alive
You fuck with them guys
Then you fuck with your denise

I ain’t got no gas up in my [?]
That’s a lie
Feening to no biches
Nigga I ain’t passing mine
I just wish my momma hadn’t die
[?] go do shit for nothing
No life i’m snatching mine

[Pre-Chorus]
Going to be taking them shots
On my way to the top
Tell my bitch to wait on me
I got too much will on me
Till’ your fuck niggas keep hating
We ’bout to make it
You just got to wait and see

I’m just trying to ball
These hoes tryin’ to lay up
If we keep making this call
The city on his way up
If you want me to fall
I’m only going to stay up
Cuz I went throught this shit by myself
I don’t need nobody help

[Chorus]
Grind for it
Grind, grind for it, yeah
I do this shit for the game
For my momma imma get [?]
Grind for it
Grind for it, yeah
If you fake it about the way
We don’t want you to stay

[Verse 2]
Told her do a dance
She can probably make the bank
Quit [?]
Cuz’ i’m the pussy [?]
Tell her i’m the man
Bitches be sleeping on my damn beats
Cuz’ a young nigga get right
Speak crack, get back

This ain’t no game
Don’t [?]
Don’t mix with no lames
Can’t hang with pretends
She gave me the brain
And that’s how I get going
Like fuck what you think
All i know is get dough
Gotta learn to stay down or you get broke
Had to figure it out when I didn’t know
Whiping hits in the [?] till’ my wrist broke
Hit you with that [?]
That’s how the shit go

[Pre-Chorus]
Going to be taking them shots
On my way to the top
Tell my bitch to wait on me
I got too much will on me
Till’ your fuck niggas keep hating
We ’bout to make it
You just got to wait and see

I’m just trying to ball
These hoes tryin’ to lay up
If we keep making this call
The city on his way up
If you want me to fall
I’m only going to stay up
Cuz I went throught this shit by myself
I don’t need nobody help

[Chorus]
Grind for it
Grind, grind for it, yeah
I do this shit for the game
For my momma imma get [?]
Grind for it
Grind for it, yeah
If you fake it about the way
We don’t want you to stay