Just stopped sellin' crack today (Crack today-day-day) I just stopped sellin' crack today (What you say? What you say-say?) O-X-Y, I'm moron O-X-Y, I'm moron (Uh!) Just stopped sellin' crack today (Crack today-day, yeah) I just stopped sellin' crack today (What you say? What you say?) O-X-Y, I'm moron O-X-Y, I'm moron Groovy, when I die tell Spike Lee make a movie Ooh wee, cops bringing dogs Hope they don’t sniff my bitch booty Oxy, O-X-Y, only feel like I could stop me Quincy, now how you nigga sliding up Every now and then in a Bentley? Easy, 60-40-50 You can get one for 30 if you let me hold your titty Let a nigga fuck then my dogs see your kitty Just stopped selling crack today When it get hot, smoke a pill, watch it glide like Dr. Uh, let me get some there for 20 dollars watch, 20 dollars You can get one for 40, 45, 50, 55, 60, whatever, nigga Seattle, what' up? Bitch, you gon' love me forever! Just stopped sellin' crack today (Crack today-day-day) I just stopped sellin' crack today (What you say? What you say-say?) O-X-Y, I'm moron O-X-Y, I'm moron (Uh!) Just stopped sellin' crack today (Crack today-day, yeah) I just stopped sellin' crack today (What you say? What you say?) O-X-Y, I'm moron O-X-Y, I'm moron (Yeah, uh Yeah, uh) Crazy, got my stash somewhere in her Mercedes 80's, get these off that new shoes for my baby Oxy, I don't know no Pablo or no papi What you know about a pill, plus a 8-ball You gotta re-up 50 times just to get a rack off, ungh I can get a hundred of 'em, make over 3 G's Only took two days, only re-up'd one time Where the sun barely shine and it rain for about Nine months out the year, man it's something right here For Seattle nigga, cheers When I look up at y'all city like lookin' in the mirror Damn near had a career, just might shed a tear, ungh Man, this shit right here for my niggas who ain't make it home Sitting on a tear, got a dap to a nigga bright in here Feeling life ain't fair If I was in your shoes, I would've copped, don't care Had a scene, had the medics like clear, ungh Big body cold like a Polar Bear, ungh I done sold more shit than hookers Expensive tees, resemble a push up Stopped selling crack, cause white don't fuck with niggas Uh-vanity slave, got whips and chains Dirty money, clean money the same Even if I got life I ain't saying a name Have pistols in my hands Have pockets full of oxy Whole life Ive been a G Have bitches on the block Had strippers on the pole Have cocaine.
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