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V1:
a splash of the vodka a little bit henny
smell the green from the beam before it enters in me
and im flyin up up up up and away
feel the jane slow dancin with my brain
uh these hatas dont maneuever how im movin or pursue this how I do it
you can check the rhythm check the groove and find nothin less
then the best in the flesh more or less I am next uhh
ma ridin with me is the baddest bitch out
she aint a dime she a g a thousand dollas of cash
or degrees hotta then the finest ass u eva had
try to step in my shoes playa you would never last
never ask how i got it, just agree that i have it
and could kill any verse they lay with some adlibs
as for the hatas steady claimin i am trash
whom is punked first is whom that laughs last
Hook:
a little bit of this and little bit of that
a little bit of ink and a little bit of pad
a mixture of some syllables a pinch of some rhymes
a melodic loop i give you the life and times
a little bit of happiness a little bit of pain
a little bit of pride and a little bit of shame
a little bit of shine i know i will make it rain
wont be satisfied till these critics get it in they brains
v2:
get a grip before you figure ill bow
because when im in the zone aint no gettin me out
i am showin yall the ropes I can hear em say wow
like im spittin reflection flows they mirror my style
listen i am on a mission i am chasin my degree now
so these hunnys wuntin money sayin make my pussy meow
they got me on a speed dial im actin like i notic them
then hit it and i be out im usain boltin them
i been in that game and i have shuffled those cards
and ever hand has me like theres no HEARTS in these brawds
its only when you throw her DIAMONS and open some ace of SPADES
while you hittin up the CLUBS, that she drops the POKER FACE
but ill put that deck away im back up in my bag
someone tell the rap im game, its lackin wut i have
cause im not snappin bout a dance i am relayin all the facts
and the fact is that im back and im all up in that ass
v3:
in they brains where i hide
you just look a little lost
see the pain in my eyes
broc you look a little off
what is wrong what you on
nothin yet where the bong
where the weed hit the tree and im gone and im off
to another world baby see u lata i will holla
livin out this life with a dream and a dolla
word to j dot thats word to jays roc
im tryna have sean like word yo hey broc
uh grindins all i got and i sprinkle in my heart
on my 14th lap and these hatas yet to start
chillin in the huddle mindstate of a quarterback
im shittin on this game, yall havent even farted yet
wonder when im fallin back, ima keep ya wonderin
cuz none of you could ever understand the type of love im in
me and hip hop on some lova shit
im the flash to its lightnin, the rumble from its thunderin
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