me down I'll come back running, knock you down, it won't be long now All the way in. All the way. Take it up higher. 4 degrees warmer. Give in now and
take what's left and eat it. Take all or nothing. just too short to push it awaaaay. Take it up, take it up higher. 4 degrees now, 4 degrees warmer
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down I'll come back running, knock you down, it won't be long now All the way in. All the way. Take it up higher. 4 degrees warmer. Give in now and let
click', who the fuck wanna feel this I still got them blocks movin, and the system in my truck that can make it feel like the block's movin My 6-4's,
Steppin up in this club, with my tool bag Rub a dub, rub a dub dub, rub a rub a dub dub [repeat 4x] I light up like a genie and I blow up on this song
and Richie Paul Bitch, I ball, ho, you lame, look at my Laneys, switchin' lanes Look at my 9s, look at my Blazers, look at my 4s, cut wit' laser Look
gettin drugged out You know what my clique bout Hit em with a bottle stomp his mutha fuckin lights out Hands on deck make a nigga pull a tool out Ballin
pimp my pen, and I get my point clear Why niggaz wanna talk down, I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side, when I
pimp my pen, and I get my point clear Why niggas wanna talk down, I don't know Gotta take a trip to Akapoko, from the 4 With my 4-4 on my side, when I
Hit it from the back, and don't quit Bitch fuck you hoe, I'm all about my dough Standing on the corner, with my chrome 4-4 Maybe 4-5, maybe twelve gauge
these busters try to take your life Lord knows I don't want to pull my 45 But see I'ma survive, nigga don't make me use my tool Get some of that bomb