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And I'm a leave on one more
One more motherfuckin
like this... Look at him

I ain't been here in a
Cut the lights off I fantastic right now baby...
Yeah... Look...
I said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong
Where this rapper going with that ice on he a lame I'm just tryna get my mature life on
O D.
O. D. know me, even fans that resemble them kids in the O.C.
Oh me Oh my them girls me like Seth Cohen,
So get a grip get a glass the X. O. in
I did want one these niggas to say I'm not the same
Pick a road cause where you drivin is not a
And rest in peace to Pimp C is not a game,
Taking the world no pinky just a lotta Brain
He bout to send them the shit I'm on (Yeah)
You prolly could have I'm on (Yeah)
My sense of is a officially gone
Up into the air all the smoke from the is blown
Ahh... I'm grown I'm grown I'm living in this elevator zone
I'm up so high I'm never coming down and you say you got them but they never coming round
I got pent house walls I stay high above ass
And I can see it all, my is glass
And wifey's (Bitches)
But over (Her)
Cause under (Nothin)
My is such a (Blur)
That's not the way it has to go it's jus I prefer
And do not disagree me it's best you jus concur
I'm a legend a legacy that can't help but survive
Even I fuckin die they gonna bury me Alive...

And I'm so
I brought my niggas the hood to the beaches
I'm living good gripping wood with all the
Jesus my straight no creases
P P P Peep
We got over here
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces over there... we (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the we good

O.D. O.D everybody me

McCoy:]
Oh no high on life again... (Wow)
Feel like I swallowed a whole of Vicodin... (Dam)
So high I wanna cry like violins
In my best mode the enjoy the silence... (Shh)
Stop the violence, how when blind is like the motherfuckin Watts riots pouring out my pen
Iight dam be I'm a get back
Gentleman with a superlative use of
And I done gave up the narcotics but I can't leave the crib without xanax in my water... (Nope)
Hello my is Travie and I'm a life-aholic
Told'em all these beats is the Wallis to my Gromit... (Ha)
The alpha to my Bruce stripes on my candy cane
Worn without the other so for without the candy brain
Super trooper a gun tote in candyman
Ask me how I'm bet I tell ya fine and dandy man
Check his vital signs they peeping off the man
I'm a forever in Neverland with Peter Pan
Fuck the nine out
I'm a pull a Amy
Sipping Purple Rain with Mary girls in my house... (My House)
I'm a see ya when I get there
Until hold me down like gravity it's Travie... Uno... Easy

And I'm so
I brought my from the hood to the beaches
I'm good gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my straight no creases
P P this
We got bottles here
Kush is in the air... we (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
Money on the floor we

Mickey

O.D. O.D know me

Factz:]
Ha I'm bout to overdose on life somebody please the weed
So if I tonight you won't have to ask for refer
If the things I seen through my Prada frames got me paid
Watch me mane I'm slave with this Rocky chain
I got I got my fames cluttered with bud
And this name of it is Fame and it's all up in my
Tyna the too fresh feeling I got... Oooo yes
I'm in it for the huge yes duplex living I'm Hugh Heff
Every night I need a blue net for group sex
with a bruise neck then I yell whose next... (Next)
Stand'em in a this is new fax city take this crack between ya thighs... (Yeah)
(Mickey you mean) I'm promethazine fuck the queen
Sniff the white horse of success and let him lean... (Let'em see)
Tryna match my on life... (Then let'em dream)
Gotta catch the on my flight
First class known of the aroma of the smoker
Got me a stoner, a zoner but nah it's never over... (Mickey what you mean)
I stick my tongue out sippin Remy conceited of I'm every bum out
Hung out with celebrities every drug house
So when you remember me say I was strung out... (Mickey what you mean)
I'm a addict for the green cash I'm a O.D. so going to rehab

And I'm so
I brought my niggas from the to the beaches
I'm living gripping wood with all the features
Jesus my money no creases
P P this
We got bottles over
is in the air... we good (O. D. O.D.)
Bithces there... we good (O. D. O. D.)
on the floor we good

O.D. O.D know me