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Teenage, had a race for the nighttime
Spent my cash on every high I could find
Wasted time in every school in L.A
Gettin’ loose, I didn’t care what the kids say

We’re white punks on dope
Mom and Dad moved to Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
Can’t clean up, though I know I should

White punks on dope, white punks on dope
White punks on dope, white punks on dope

Other dudes are living in the ghetto
But born in Pacific Heights
Don’t seem much betto

We’re white punks on dope
Mom and Dad live in Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
I can’t clean up, though I know I should

White punks on dope, white punks on dope
White punks on dope, white punks on dope

I go crazy cause my folks are so fuckin’ rich
Have to score when I get that rich white punk itch
Sounds real classy, living in a chateau
So lonely, all the other kids will never know

We’re white punks on dope
Mom and Dad live in Hollywood
Hang myself when I get enough rope
I can’t clean up, though I know I should

White punks on dope, white punks on dope
White punks on dope, white punks on dope
White punks on dope, white punks on dope

[Verse 1: MC Paul Barman]
Echo chamber. Let go danger
Steatopygia. They had no idea
I’m the nicest since Dionysius
The second well-paid, all of a sudden self-made
Rugged interdependence:
Lovers stand at the entrance, arms folded
Would it be blasphemy to ask you to shake that assphemy? Ayurvedic medicine, the flyer way to better skin
Five fingers divided can’t even high five
Five fingers together can keep them all alive
But Mr. Fisticuffs didn’t get dissed enough
We gotta listen to criticism– a slap on the wrist isn’t a bluff
There’s always room for humility
I got inhuman skills for you still to see
There’s perfect settings all around
Tightropes pulled together make for solid ground
Double up on math and gym to graduate sooner
I wish someone had told me that before I was a Junior

[Verse 2: Open Mike Eagle]
They should call it L’apostrophe
It’s the capital of apple sauce and white wine
I saw a light shine, it was a beacon from the Keystone Pipeline
So then I got lost or maybe dropped off
It’s all a haze in the days since it popped off
My soul waves from the graves of the Choctaw, they always call The old phase wanna run toward baseball
The new brains weren’t certain yesterday is gone cuz the time that we were slaves isn’t way off
I won’t play golf. I won’t pray to the sky and take days off
I won’t wait to decide
I won’t sway to the side like my uncle that died of AIDS from putting needles in his veins raw
I like to hang around people with the same flaws in a roller coaster made out of chainsaws
Busta was right ‘cause everything remained raw

[Verse 3: MC Paul Barman]
Hey ya, got you all in check like a small insect
A veteran in rhetoric can pass a strange law
“Declined to indict” reminds me I’m “white.”
Euphemism infuse a schism in truth and wisdom
“Decline to indict,” a new euphemism taken to filthy heights
Come Michael play in the milky night
How wrong can we say stuff and still be right?
Like “organic evaporated cane juice.”
Your brain boost is my main use
With each heartbeat repeated and fart meat excreted
I spark offense against the dark arts’ heat. Neat!
Hindsight’s a divine right
So stay untrue to yourself and think your forethought through
Acknowledge we’re all brainwashed and you’re not you

[Verse 1]
Mercy
Why you gotta show up lookin’ so good just to hurt me?
Why you wanna stop this whole damn world from turning?
Mercy
Why you hanging on so tight if this ain’t working?
Why you wanna stop this flame if it’s still burning?
Cause it’s still burning

[Chorus]
So if you’re gonna break my heart, just break it
And if you’re gonna take your shot, then take it
Take it
If you made up your mind, then make it
But make this fast
If you ever loved me
Have mercy

[Verse 2]
If you go out tonight and get drunk and lonely
Wind up home alone please don’t call me
And say you miss me, no

[Chorus]
So if you’re gonna break my heart, just break it
And if you’re gonna take your shot, then take it
Take it
If you made up your mind, then make it
But make this fast
If you ever loved me
Have mercy

[Bridge]
Woah
Oh have mercy

[Chorus]
If you’re gonna break my heart, just break it
If you’re gonna take your shot, take it
Take it
Oh if you’re gonna break my heart, just break it
And if you’re gonna take your shot, then take it
Take it
If you made up your mind, then make it
But make this fast
If you ever loved me
Mmmh if you ever loved me
Have mercy
Oh have mercy
Oh have mercy
Have mercy

[Intro]
Yuh, wait
Lil Purpp
Huh
Lil Purpp bless yo trap
I ain’t really finna’ tell y’all how to get away with murda and shit
Yeah

[Chorus]
Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean
Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick
Niggas salty and they hatin’ ’cause Lil Purpp is young and rich
And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids
I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke woods, not no Zigs
Lil Purpp in high demand, yeah, these verses worth a brick
And she know that I got hoes, but she still gon’ suck my dick
All these diamonds on my neck, got the flu, bitch I’m sick

[Verse 1]
This is a fur from Koala
My niggas scammers and robbers
Everything hit like the Dodgers
Droppin’ my chains in the water
Spent hunnid racks, I’m a baller
I get the bread like I’m [?]
He tryna’ run but we got him
Drop the shit down to the bottom
Huh, wait
I want all the smoke
I smoke all the dope
Uzi with a scope
Huh, wait
I count all these racks
I been movin’ crack
Lil bih’ throw it back

[Chorus]
Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean
Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick
Niggas salty and they hatin’ ’cause Lil Purpp is young and rich
And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids
I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke woods, not no Zigs
Lil Purpp in high demand, yeah, these verses worth a brick
And she know that I got hoes, but she still gon’ suck my dick
All these diamonds on my neck, got the flu, bitch I’m sick

[Verse 2]
Smoking on cookie, that’s dank
Lil Purpp got blues in the bank
Lil Purpp on top of the ranks
I’m in the cut like a shank
Big AP, it’s bust down
Fuck that lil’ ho, she get bust down
Lil Purpp don’t ride in no trucks now
I spent the racks, give no fucks now
Switch lanes, switch lanes
I flip the bitch like a switch blade
Water on me like it just rained
I take that bitch out to Ukraine
Woah, woah, woah, woah
She wanna sniff on this blow (woah)
My bank account full of O’s
Jump out that motherfuckin’ Ghost

[Chorus]
Okay, 1-2-3, yeah, I just popped a bean
Okay, 4-5-6, yeah, eight hoes on my dick
Niggas salty and they hatin’ ’cause Lil Purpp is young and rich
And my girl got a girl but her tongue got my kids
I just jumped up in that Jag, we smoke woods, not no Zigs
Lil Purpp in high demand, yeah, these verses worth a brick
And she know that I got hoes, but she still gon’ suck my dick
All these diamonds on my neck, got the flu, bitch I’m sick

Hey
Havana, ooh na-na (ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
There’s somethin’ ’bout his manners (uh huh)
Havana, ooh na-na (uh)
He didn’t walk up with that "how you doin’?" (uh)
(When he came in the room)
He said there’s a lot of girls I can do with (uh)
(But I can’t without you)
I’m doin’ forever in a minute (hey)
(That summer night in June)
And papa says he got malo in him (uh)
He got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, I knew it when I met him
I loved him when I left him
Got me feelin’ like
Ooh-ooh-ooh, and then I had to tell him
I had to go, oh na-na-na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (uh huh)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Jeffery
Just graduated, fresh on campus, mm
Fresh out East Atlanta with no manners, damn
Fresh out East Atlanta
Bump on her bumper like a traffic jam
Hey, I was quick to pay that girl like Uncle Sam (here you go, ay)
Back it on me, shawty cravin’ on me
Get to diggin’ on me (on me)
She waited on me (then what?)
Shawty cakin’ on me, got the bacon on me (wait up)
This is history in the makin’ on me (on me)
Point blank, close range, that B
If it cost a million, that’s me (that’s me)
I was gettin’ mula, man they feel me
Havana, ooh na-na (ay, ay)
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, ay, ay)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (oh no)
All of my heart is in Havana (ay)
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (oo-ooh)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yeah, babe)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, yeah)
Take me back, back, back like
Ooh na-na, oh na-na-na (yea, babe)
Take me back, back, back
(Hey, hey)
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Take me back to my Havana
Havana, ooh na-na
Half of my heart is in Havana, ooh-na-na (oh, yeah)
He took me back to East Atlanta, na-na-na (ay, ay)
All of my heart is in Havana
My heart is in Havana (ay)
Havana, ooh na-na
Uh huh
Oh na-na-na (oh na, yeah)
Oh na-na-na
Oh na-na-na
No, no, no, take me back
Oh na-na-na
Havana, ooh na-na