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Ahh-haaaGet your motherfuckin' glass, cus it's a blast from the pastYou didn't think would touch it two times niggaGin and Juice up in this bitch, yahhhSome of that Beats By the Pound flavor, you feel me (you heard me)Get your ice, get your cups, Cus we about to get fucked up in hereYah (yah), Straight up, Uhmm (uhmm), Yah (yah)I'm still smokin', driftin', swifta than a mothafuckaTwisted off a cup of that 'ole ignat juiceHeated in the seat cup fulla drankBeatin' up the block in the dark blue tankBullet proof vest on my chest for the causeDiggin' in my draws for dem muthafuckin' lawsHarrassin' a nigga, blastin' a niggaI ain't seen shit, so why you askin' niggaTo fucked up off that G-I and juice,C-I get loose, nigga what chall wanna doI got a crew, but I choose to roll soloEspecially on Sundays dippin' in my low-low??? Spot for the glock, I ain't fuckin' with the hen doggSo toss out the ???Put my shit on three wheels for thrillsI hit a corner and make sure my drink don't spill, that's real[Chorus]Rollin down the street, with heatDrankin', ???, Sittin' on D'sTop rolled back so I can feel the breezeNever slippin', I keep my eyes on my enemies (2X)Now trip dis', I'm on Interstate 10 fuckin' with this CreoleShe said she knows NINO, now stop me locCup of that Gin and Juice, I blank a bitch outThen turn the bitch out, look hereThere ain't no need for you to be wastin' my timeSee I picked you up, now I'm gunna stick you up, And dick you up!Give you what you need, then bring you back down to realityWith that California weed, she seemed trouble at firstAnd then it got worse, cus now I got my hand up and down her mini-skirtTwerkin' that shit while riddin' up the highwayDoin' it my way, hella highway, the fly waySwervin' in another lane, tryin' to maintainAnd baby girl steady takin' dick to the brainNow it ain't no thing, cus she swallowed it upThen she wanted to take a puff, I said "Look here bitch you've hadenough"[Chorus x2]Somebody say, I wanna get fucked up(Say What, Say What)Come on, NowEverybody say, I wanna get fucked up(What Chew Say, What Chew Say) YAHI'm hopped by the ice cream shop, The cops saw me, stopped me, heard meWere's Serv-D, well serve me, since you got that big bad ass dangleNigga you know I'm know for havin' that big ass bankTryin' to find all your dope, cus your a smokerI'll find that indo weed even when I'm on the East CoastCus times gettin' hard on the boulevard, but I refuse to loose ?!?!?!Lil' Jimmy's sent me something, I need to cop somethingGot Some (Got Some), I know you got someNigga stop frontin', get at your boyHook it up like Master P (Ughh)Would it be a tragedy to fill me the best weed[Chorus x2]more