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redman can't wait
I'm like RRRAHHH RRRAHHHH, like I had cerebral palsy
My flows be's wet like all you girls drawers be
Crack the Phils, spread the buddha then the hidash
Roll it up and then ask, who chipped in for the ten bag?
Et cetera, I roll my blunts with two textures
Pick up fifty bags and then I smoke all the extras
It's the truth, like vodk' one-eighty proof
Don't drop your drawers, I'll fukk through your daisy dukes (true!)
Put your fingers up in the air if you're high (hiiigh)
I walk by (byyyy) so eff a drive (byyyy)
I swing a [?] batting average as half as
good as Reggie Jackson's that's why you talk backwards
Enough; chumps be on some Bogart shyt like Humphrey
You couldn't beat me if you ran with 21 Jump Street
Or 90210, fukk it yo
In the movies I'm the nikka puffin buddha in the back row
I'm like RRRAHHH RRRAHHHH, like I had cerebral palsy
My flows be's wet like all you girls drawers be
Crack the Phils, spread the buddha then the hidash
Roll it up and then ask, who chipped in for the ten bag?
Et cetera, I roll my blunts with two textures
Pick up fifty bags and then I smoke all the extras
It's the truth, like vodk' one-eighty proof
Don't drop your drawers, I'll fukk through your daisy dukes (true!)
Put your fingers up in the air if you're high (hiiigh)
I walk by (byyyy) so eff a drive (byyyy)
I swing a [?] batting average as half as
good as Reggie Jackson's that's why you talk backwards
Enough; chumps be on some Bogart shyt like Humphrey
You couldn't beat me if you ran with 21 Jump Street
Or 90210, fukk it yo
In the movies I'm the nikka puffin buddha in the back row
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